Thursday night I come home because I am at Kurt's and we'd already had sex for the day and he had to do real work in his life which exists outside of his head on my chest as we lie on the couch, and I walk into my house and daddy is upstairs in bed, moaning in pain
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We should find some time to catch up, maybe hang out some time if that works for you. I miss our cafeteria chats.
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