I lay there at night and I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where every woman I knew who called me their friend wasn't just biding their time looking for an excuse or an in to hit on me or come at me out of the dark belching about yearnings I never suspected and do no not want to listen to. Oh wait...flip that shit...
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