i'm no longer smooth. well when comes to sex and intimacy that is. now i'm just confused... and what's more confusing is that fact that i can't quite put my finger on what's confusing my pale ass. i get to the point of those sexy/seductive looks being exchanged and then, bam, i become statue. i realize this could be hinting at some surfaceing unconcious trauma...
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so i get a journal with this thing, huh? guess i should make use of it, then. who am i, you may be wondering. just some run of the mill punk kid who cooks your food and listens to your conversations as you (well all of us really) babble like a damn brook about absolutely nothing. c'mon people! where are your meaningful conversations? entertain me,...
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But I guess it's something I'd have to see to really be able to say.
Hooray for you for using the word tomfoolery!