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Love, flows in the midst of tragedy... and crazy bitches that can’t move on with their lives !
His anomalies are constructed upon the failures of previous whores who’ve taken advantage of his kind & gentle heart.
He’s a worried man, there’s no doubt about that.
Worried; about his assets and income, without realising that perhaps there are women who’s earning capacity trumps his and the tragedy of his anxiety, is evident.
However, I can see a lot of me, in the depths of him and the way he thinks is exactly why I’ve never been deeply invested beyond the pleasures of flesh, with another man since 2006.
What a fucking train wreck it’ll be if we merge, and then, come to realise that we’ve been on our own for far too long to fully invest ourselves in one another.
I guess, we could always surrender to one another, and promise to be there for one another, without living together until we reach that golden age and become an empty nester.
At first, I was offended but I’m actually thinking, he’s right.
He’s right for me, in all the wrong ways but the string of jealous & desperate whores swinging from ligatures as they spew forth their venom, is rather nauseatingly evident.
No wonder he’s anxious, and highly strung, in relation to bonding with another woman.
He’s a worried man, there’s no doubt about that.
Worried; about his assets and income, without realising that perhaps there are women who’s earning capacity trumps his and the tragedy of his anxiety, is evident.
However, I can see a lot of me, in the depths of him and the way he thinks is exactly why I’ve never been deeply invested beyond the pleasures of flesh, with another man since 2006.
What a fucking train wreck it’ll be if we merge, and then, come to realise that we’ve been on our own for far too long to fully invest ourselves in one another.
I guess, we could always surrender to one another, and promise to be there for one another, without living together until we reach that golden age and become an empty nester.
At first, I was offended but I’m actually thinking, he’s right.
He’s right for me, in all the wrong ways but the string of jealous & desperate whores swinging from ligatures as they spew forth their venom, is rather nauseatingly evident.
No wonder he’s anxious, and highly strung, in relation to bonding with another woman.
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