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I want to go outside, swallow a porcupine, and wait for the internal hemorrhaging to finish me.
He’s not trying to cha-cha real smooth into my life.
No
“Maddie Garcia asked.”
Ok mom!
The second just grins, waves at me, and bends over to stretch his hamstrings, giving me a thorough view of his butthole.
Oh!
Sphincters clenched tight enough to make diamonds.
“Still, I don’t know that our lives necessarily needed a cult plotline.”
Right
it’s just not plausible, that the twins came back from camp having switched places and the parents did not immediately figure it out from their scents.
