Well damn, Helen. 🫪 Wild post. 🤙

Guts fully intact, spine uncracked, completely unprovoked violence on the timeline. If I end up on a true crime podcast by 5 PM, just know Helen’s post was Exhibit A. 🩸💀

Marriage Fixes This 🤵🏻‍♂️👰🏻‍♀️. Bullish 🐂

Hung over again

This weekend is gonna be fun 👀

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Gut rearrangement is the height of Troubadouresque romance. Surprised it never got squeeze into a Shakespearean sonnet. Forsooth, Juliet, verily I didst know, from the moment mine eyes first came to rest upon thee, that my heart did desire to make haste, that I might rearrangeth thy guts. Sorry yo...