No one:
Literally no one:
Not a single soul:
Gays at ungodly hours of the night: I YEARN for a lover to spend winter nights cuddling in my log cabin in the woods with my 7,354 cats and plant children eating freshly baked bread watching movies from the 80s
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strep throat shortened as a knuckle tat: STEP THOT
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Musing mortality in the dead mall
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hey if ur ever feelin shitty use this
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