stolen bee’s

I just bit my own tongue (ouch) while I was saying to myself (in my head, who the fuck listens to me anyways) that I’ve realized (well that’s not new) that I am one fucked up person. Not ever as relevant as a recent exchange with another member of the opposite sex that involved talking about Futurama, alcoholism and sexually disappointing your partner …. and all of that was on the first time meeting them …

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