He grabbed the side of my face and put his other hand around my neck and moved in for the kill…only to move around like a sloppy fish…or like someone doing the electric head slide.
Like omigod, like I’ll call you tonight.
I keep telling myself that I shouldn't be so picky...but I've decided that I wouldn't be able to deal with a man who couldn't couldn't write or speak like an actual man instead of a teenager...and therefore I have come to the conclusion, that I WILL NOT settle for man who isn't at least on my level.
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