crunchy-creamy:

“Matt, my best friend to this day, had never seen a white girl’’s thing. For months he was begging me: “Please show me! I won’’t touch it! I won’’t think of you differently!” I was always like: “***k you! You’’re like my brother.” He was so persistent that I finally gave in. We were in the back of a car,– probably going to get weed– and I’’m like: Here you go.” He goes: “Aaah! It’’s pink!”"