this man in the bodega asked me for my number i said “no” then he was like “what if i asked you for ya cashapp?” we stared at each other like this for a good 20 seconds
Before all information was truly at our fingertips I’m proud to say that in middle I used to text questions to a service called ChaCha and they would text back the answer a couple minutes later…what a fucking service and time to be alive that was…massive salute to ChaCha
NEED SOMEONE TO FILM AN ONLYFANS VID WITH ME:
You pretend to be a mover helping me get my things from one apartment to the other. I wear a tiny sundress and you don’t touch me you just move my things. This does not pay
i had an anxiety attack. for 2 straight hours at work. as a bartender. struggling to breathe—let alone talk. heart racing, uncontrollably shaking, cried probably 17 times & multiple times my body had no choice but to sit on the ground hyperventilating.