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Sep 2023
i just met a ******* the floor
of a stall when i opened the door.
she cried, "he's a punk!"
then threw up, clearly drunk.
... i don't have to go anymore.
i'll just wait til i get home
Written by
caitlan  24/Eastern US
(24/Eastern US)   
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