I am like a firefly. You want to catch me and put me in a bottle. I don't want that. I want to meet another firefly. So he and I can take our nightly flights together time and time again, but then when morning comes, we part our ways and discover things on our own. Make sense? I want autonomy and love, space and affection, each at their
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I think even today, given my varied gentlemen callers, this holds true. lol. mom still wants me to get married to some bengali guy. ugh.
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