You made some goofy funked-up shit to sell on Etsy and now you need some sucker to model it. Cue the boyfriend. Sigh. The things men do for sex...
How can you do this to me?
I hate you so much right now.
You have broken my pride, but not my prana. Vishnu and I forgive you. Namaste.
Please no one recognize me please no one recognize me please no one recognize me
I'm so fuckin' dead.
Angry? No, more like... disappointed.
I could get a new girlfriend. No pussy is worth this.
See the rest at Urlesque.