Once in a while you encounter something that just throws you off your game. Your mind spins trying to get around it, your heart pounds from the effort, your knees go weak, you start to shake, and you just can't explain it. It sucks, but it happens.
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"Distract me."
"Want to see my penis?"
"Perfect. Thanks, I needed that."
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When some people get nervous, they fidget with something; many people toy with their rings. I wear rings. Three. One of them is pretty, one of them is healing, and one of them reminds me that it won't be too much longer.
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Twenty-two days and nine posts into the new year; I feel like I've already lived this month for a century.
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