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drea
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he's main busting through studio doors buddy

I mean it was my childhood dream! why not?

and of course the coolest thing ever would to be to have a family photo at the White House ☺️

there are things I never thought I could explain but so many women stepped up to explain it. I wish the others who were making up the most insane shit about me understood how much it means to be supported by women in the first place.

literally, a sisterhood like that is priceless.

there are times that I don't like being chosen for the chance to even try, but I still appreciate all of you so much and I hope you know that 🫶🏼

only reason why it matters to me to do this everyday is because the mere knowledge that this is not actually *the worst thing ever* and that there was a mission to accomplish.

no one else has really made it out alive on this one. somebody's got to, once and for all.

I am fucking traumatized by that, I will not lie about the way it has affected every single area of my life. and when I eat a meal, I thank God that I even have something to eat and that I'm alive. I don't even want to imagine what could've and would've happened to me if things took a sudden turn toward the destination some of these men wanted me to end up at.

I said FUCK NO when they started offering me shit and all of the sudden I was being handed over in metaphorical chains from one dude to the next and almost all of them were approached to let some other men in on the action. IF NOT ALL OF THEM.

that's why I have a codename mfers.

at this point the only criteria is "is he strong enough to love me knowing that this thing that haunts me has been gravely perilous to many people, including me?" and "is he happy I'm alive or does he secretly wish I was dead?"

like, show me a man I don't have to explain the fuckedupness of it all to cause that's probably the one.

tbh trying to make a AI Wife Simulation out of me is like making the Golden Calf when God said not to.

you fuck around at your own peril homies.

"my cousin's in the FBI" OH YEAH I BET HE IS.

k well for starters, how would you feel if every guy you thought you could love turned out to be in the Fictional Gangbang Group Chat?

can somebody explain in plain English why that's a bad thing?

I have a crush on Tom Brady.

I've had enough disappointments to know not to fantasize about men or expect perfection.

and then I was like oh this is good energy I like it.

I used to avoid Leo men like the plague.