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i'll never forget how at my cousin's wedding, my mom danced with this gorgeous guy, and she came up to me babbling how she thinks she found a guy. i pointed to him kissing her boyfriend and ruined her night.
my gaydar is poor when i'm in a flirtatious mode.. otherwise, it's good. but this poor guy once had to tell me he really wasn't into girls.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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