That one time I went skinny dipping + the fun police in my head

I wasn’t a very adventurous teenager. I was mostly concerned with potential repercussions for certain actions, tip-toeing ever-so-carefully to avoid the landmines of consequence. As a result, I was rarely invited to parties. I was the person who was like, “Did you know ecstasy can burn holes in your brain?” A fun sponge, if you […]

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