>go to the mall on a whim
>bought some high end makeup and a new top
>walk by a shiny shop window
>see my reflection
>can't recognize myself
>just stare there at my own refection for a few seconds smiling
>in an instant popped a massive erection
kill me now god
>kill me now god
OK my son. Erm.... daughter. Whatevs
yeah, thats why im the most popular waitress where I work, cause im not pretty and guys dont like me.
I get more tips in a week than you earn in a month, loser
that isn't me that's being posted, my tits are real and I am not a whore for money
All over cripplechan, also
>I am not a whore for money
So if not money, what do you whore for?