And all the other cliches Goodbye, 2020. Can't say that I'm sorry to see you go. You were like the toxic relationship no one wanted. The pimple that appeared in the middle or our collective foreheads that we couldn't get rid of, no matter what method we chose. A horrid case of BV. A never-ending …
Adam’s Apples
(Caution, content may not be safe for work) No lie... I have a THING for a protruding, prominent Adam's apple. And I don't care if that was redundant. I'm finding myself constantly falling down a TikTok rabbit hole, and, for some reason (I think it's wired to my lady parts), my algorithm bombards my "For …
