Broke my pussy
29 Jan My vagina knew months before I did that we weren't going to paddle off into the sunset together.
19 Mar I was one of those women who assumed that when I needed my vagina; she would be there for me. She stayed out of things as every best.
and I wasn’t even having fun doing it.
Description:And yes, I have learned to laugh about this seemingly random and weird, but serious health issue. I held my head up and cried behind the building. As I walked back to my invisible jet, my brain swirled. Her steadfast loyalty gave way to my own personal complacency with regards to this sacred relationship. I became a regular at urgent care where I peed into a cup and was handed a script for a ten-day supply of antibiotics. We followed a young female therapist into a small room and laid on the bed.
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