one thing he rarely ever mentioned was the summer he worked at starcourt mall, the summer you worked at the orange julius a few stores down, the summer you started seeing each other for more than just the versions of yourself you’d known in highschool.
in a shocking twist of events i've found that lately i don't really feel very connected to the "agender lesbian" label anymore, but all the alternate terms you guys made for "agender person who likes women" are fucking so abysmal that i'm just going to call myself straight
Aí a maior, já de adulto, era quase o dobro e eu não tinha interesse em gastar esse valor por mais uma camisa do único material que ele usa, ainda por cima de cor repetida.