It’s been 3 minutes and you’ve not replied… You are now dead to me. Even if you were on fire and I had just drunk 12 gallons of Pepsi Max, …
satire
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A funny love letter to my girlfriend who is in no way imaginary and has definitely not driven me straight from the dating scene into an asylum
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I am not responsible for other people’s happiness My breasts are sisters, not twins
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We should continue to wear masks after Covid has buggered off to a) hide my double chin and b) protect us “resting bitch faces” from judgment
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Of course I want you, a straight man, to join me and my girlfriend, that’s the only reason why I became a lesbian, to get more D