16.5 daysÂ
Thundercunt has been hollering for an hour. It’s 11:16 p.m.
Not sure whether mom or I will have the nervous breakdown first. But it’s coming.
Yams.
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Thundercunt has been hollering for an hour. It’s 11:16 p.m.
Not sure whether mom or I will have the nervous breakdown first. But it’s coming.
Yams.