
Renee and I met at camp when we were eleven years old and bonded instantly ‘cause neither of us were even close to having tits. One time I went to sleep over at her house and she, I can’t remember why now, she just had this homeless woman’s purse, and we spent the whole night completely immersed in this woman’s life, going through her things. It was one of the most fascinating experiences I’ve ever had, not to be a pretentious dick about it, but it was.
I haven’t spoken to Pancake in years, but apparently she does awesome creepy art now. Please to admire the Diana Ross.
1 year ago