everyone has that “thing” about them that people talk about when you’re not there.
WHAT IS MINE
that moment you realize you bought wingless pads.
it’s weird how people talk bad about strippers but no one says anything about the people who go to see them
Who’s worse? The woman who dances on a pole making $600 a day or the man stepping out on his wife and family to throw singles at a complete stranger?
"You’re so shy, you should open up more!"
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals