tortured, darling
It’s one million degrees and all I can bring myself to do is roll my R2D2-ass portable air conditioner up to my coffee table, pop a squat, and assemble this 3,000 piece Spongebob Squarepants Cinematic Universe puzzle. What I would give for a salty ocean breeze, half a dozen oysters, and generational wealth so impenetrable that I get to use “summer” as a…
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