Too many men, too little time. I'm sitting in a fancy restaurant looking out the window. The man comes up to me with a huge fish in his hand. What an arrogant bastard. I look down at my plate full of hollandaise sauce, take the frozen halibut from his wet, shaking hands, and start marinating. My hands detach themselves from my body. The sleek queen
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i miss you!
i dontknow anything about your life right now!!!
i want to know!!!
you probably wont read this for months.
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