Originally posted by CandyRein
My father gave me his work ethic..
The homeless guy who lived in the abandoned building opposite the park we played at as children gave me my work ethic.
..seeing him on a sunny day, feet up on the window ledge of his windowless abandoned home enjoying an ice cream and watching us kids run and play in the sun let me know "ah that's the life".
Thinking back he was probably masturbating to us but we didn't know anything about that at the time.
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Originally posted by DontTellEm
Getting my shots freaked me, kinda because the person giving the shot was so friendly & talkative… lol I was just screaming CONCENTRATE in my head. But they are putting it in ur muscle, not ur vein. 😋
It's understandable a delicate lovely such as yourself should be worried about your perfect skin being broken by harsh instruments.
...not so much Solstice with his crusty elephantine skin.
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