I spent like 10 years of my life pretending to fly around on a broomstick and you’re asking me if preparing for a love scene was ‘tricky’ because the other person also had a penis?
I got in and crashed out.
This is what happens when people in my house don’t shut the fuck up when i’m trying to sleep.
I hate that my journey home after work takes two hours.
I really want to take my shoes and pants off.
I just want to be back at the bar getting wrecked with you.
What have I to fear?
I’ve just been paid and i’m struggling not to spend it all at once online.