The next day she sent a voice message, she said, ummm, you never know about these kinda things, she said, I think I should make you dinner, because, ya know, you never know about these kinda things. I can’t write anymore and I can’t focus, I text women and hope they don’t respond, I want to be left alone but I crave the attention too much, I ignore thos…
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