Hey guys remember that one time I was super fucking tiny?

Wow how is it possible that I work with so many attractive men. The way he put his hand on my lower back, holy fucking shit. Theres the one guy who I want to fuck in a dirty alley, this guy who I want to make love to on a blanket in a meadow of flowers, and this other guy I want to fuck while taking all his crazy ass drugs. Why. WHY.

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❝I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.❞
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