Rub the skin wrong or with something rough and your skink gets chaffed. I’ve never seen this game before so this is not a duplicate comment
Susan Hall
Rubber the skin wrong or with something rough and your skink gets chaffed
Susan Hall
What does it mean when your first instinct is to go with the negative meaning? Why do I think of peeling the chaff off the outer layer of my body hoping to find something better underneath rather than going for the silly and playful, chaffing at myself for going for the negative?
I feel it rubbing between my legs. The heat, the sweat, the embarassment. It’s the worst kind of shame, because it is a secret one, one that you can only know. But still it makes you geel dirty, ashamed, ridiculed. But who is really saying this>
Penny
chaff? isnt that like the thing your thighs do. like they chaff together? thats the only thing coming to mind tbh. when they rub together in the summer or something? thats all i got.
drea
Float the hell away, man.
I have no use for you, wind-snatchable, tuft-crowned,
flyaway bundle of fluff.
You’d be better off stuffing some princess’s pillow,
crammed in with the rest of your forgettable fellows.
Go irritate someone else’s skin.
straw
Rub the skin wrong or with something rough and your skink gets chaffed. I’ve never seen this game before so this is not a duplicate comment
Rubber the skin wrong or with something rough and your skink gets chaffed
What does it mean when your first instinct is to go with the negative meaning? Why do I think of peeling the chaff off the outer layer of my body hoping to find something better underneath rather than going for the silly and playful, chaffing at myself for going for the negative?
I feel it rubbing between my legs. The heat, the sweat, the embarassment. It’s the worst kind of shame, because it is a secret one, one that you can only know. But still it makes you geel dirty, ashamed, ridiculed. But who is really saying this>
chaff? isnt that like the thing your thighs do. like they chaff together? thats the only thing coming to mind tbh. when they rub together in the summer or something? thats all i got.
Float the hell away, man.
I have no use for you, wind-snatchable, tuft-crowned,
flyaway bundle of fluff.
You’d be better off stuffing some princess’s pillow,
crammed in with the rest of your forgettable fellows.
Go irritate someone else’s skin.