My car is like, “hey joseph. I really think you should change my oil. I mean, you haven’t changed it since you bought me two years ago.”
and I am like, “lol car, you can’t talk.”
Second Hand Fuck
This is a story. It's slightly political. It's overwhelmingly homoerotic. It's bit of a pity party. Kind of an inside joke. This is my life.
~ Friday, February 10 ~
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