Soul Mates, Twin Flames, Love Matches – it was all a game for thought’s mainframe to become haywired!
The reality she faced was bachelorette loneliness drinking cool replenishment of thick mango juice straight from the fridge and warmed-up leftover Chipotle remnants.
Responsibilities of ensuring the plants, humans, animals, and stuff all had a place to be during the next bridging transition was not “attractive.”
Guys wanted those plastic, simpering doll faces that changed their appearances every day to keep their inner thighs elastic!
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