You must be having great sex now.
The last time we discussed sex, you exclaimed "I've always been bisexual." You cited the one time in 30 years you said " if you die, I'd probably live with a woman."
It that's bisexual, I understand why lesbians own cats.
Anyway, frequent sex was so central to your ability to function that I can't imagine you aren't having tons of very satisfying sex at a rate of at least 4x per week. That's good, and certainly explains why you blame me and others for your miserable and oppressed life other than 2012, 2022, and 2023 forward.
Have you found some lesbians you can rationally talk about your needs with? I mean without those tension lines ossifying around your eyes.
What have you learned? That more people are spending every minute of their life plotting to deny you the sex you deserve? Imagine if I had the time for that! I would have sexually robbed you blind!
As it as, I did spend a lot of time trying to retain a hint of self-esteem while also trying to minimize the pain of seeing your daily condescension. And to know you were lying and cheating, as your type often does. I tried to touch you anyway but you appeared to me to be biologically unresponsive.
Not any more. I bet you're communicating like a Canadian during all your great bisexual sex. Finally. Ring those bells…
It that's bisexual, I understand why lesbians own cats.
Anyway, frequent sex was so central to your ability to function that I can't imagine you aren't having tons of very satisfying sex at a rate of at least 4x per week. That's good, and certainly explains why you blame me and others for your miserable and oppressed life other than 2012, 2022, and 2023 forward.
Have you found some lesbians you can rationally talk about your needs with? I mean without those tension lines ossifying around your eyes.
What have you learned? That more people are spending every minute of their life plotting to deny you the sex you deserve? Imagine if I had the time for that! I would have sexually robbed you blind!
As it as, I did spend a lot of time trying to retain a hint of self-esteem while also trying to minimize the pain of seeing your daily condescension. And to know you were lying and cheating, as your type often does. I tried to touch you anyway but you appeared to me to be biologically unresponsive.
Not any more. I bet you're communicating like a Canadian during all your great bisexual sex. Finally. Ring those bells…
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