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welp

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my interests include rough sex and compassion for animals

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I appreciate people that are patient with me while I’m distant and trying to figure myself out

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She was a Master of Communication, And me, Well I was a master of Translation, Always translating, Her nouns of normal conversation, Into verbs of flirtation, Leading to the goal of penetration… After some time, Her mind, Began to wonder, If I loved her, Or did I love being inside her? Did I love doing things with her, Or did I love doing things to her? Was my “great attention to detail” Just a facade to get some tail? She would talk to me about it, Talk about her insecurities with us, Her worries of just being another notch, On my life’s belt, Told me how she felt, Sadly stupid me, Only cared how she felt physically, I consider myself a body language genie, A body language guru, But I some how only knew she was sad When tears left her eyes, And when I’d go to hug her and hold her, Well to my surprise, She’d push me away telling me she Had tried and tried for days and weeks, To verbally explain the pain and fear, She felt and I never hear, How she felt, For I was no busy worrying about how, She felt… She left, And I can’t blame her, All she wanted was somebody To care and listen to her…

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One thing I learned about people is that if they do it once, they’ll do it again.

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