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Grown or Perverted?
The Age of Sex I was at a local bar here in our small city where people gather for drinks and fellowship. It was a Wednesday night and I was off work. There were several guys there, one including a man I was very familiar with formally but not personally. He danced with me as I was a bit excited too because he was always handsome and smooth. Another guy tried to touch me, and I slapped his hand…
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The Void
What will you fill yours with? Love or Fear? The one thing I hate about dating and maturity is that, well, it gets boring. There’s not much anxiety or fear anymore. Humans are so tired or worn out from life, that love becomes something they look forward to, but nonetheless need freedom from. Freedom from silly arguments and weird vibes. Freedom from unnecessary tears…
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I Love . . .
Is love ownership or freedom? Since the beginning of life for me, love has always been something I can’t live without. Ive always loved flowers, so I picked them. Ive always loved my mother, so I distract her from her own life and make her be in mine. I love money, so I am saving it. I love boys, so I try to possess them. Ok, my…
Moon Swings 