I said goodbye to my bf/bff at the airport today. We exchanged longing glances as I hobbled through the metal detector; and then I started sobbing and the gate staff felt bad because they thought it was because they had confiscated my crutch to search it for weapons.
Ours is most definitely the strongest relationship ever forged at the Big Kumara. Bye bye, Karlos. See you in four months. Don't you dare bone any other bitches or imma cut you, nigga.
xx
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