soon after steven kicked me out the cornerstore stopped carrying the gummies id eat. they were sickly sour in the way your tongue turned to sandpaper after half a bag. i liked them enough at the beginning but i mainly went to flirt with the clerk. he had cystic acne and fumbled with the change in a way that demanded pity but he ogled me like a vulture. i let him finger me under a bridge on my birthday.
— Sep 14, 2020 10:20PM
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