Christmas Eve
I went from work to my mom's house. I asked my brother to take the stuffing out of his bra because it was really bothering me. He told me to fuck off and slammed the door so I left. I cried. I felt like this :
I went from work to my mom's house. I asked my brother to take the stuffing out of his bra because it was really bothering me. He told me to fuck off and slammed the door so I left. I cried. I felt like this :
On the night before Christmas, not a creature was stirring, not even Simba, when suddenly there was a bright light and a flash...ing number on the screen. Someone was calling! Just before midnight. It peaked my interest:
It was Chris, we talked for about three and a half hours and we both went to bed feeling like this
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