A number of years ago, when I was n elementary school, there girls in the class would chase me (and a few other boys) around the playground during recess. They would punch our arms or call us names , all hoping that we would then chase them. It was an obvious cry for attention combined with deep desire for our affections.
You remind me of those girls.
A number of years ago, when I was n elementary school, there girls in the class would chase me (and a few other boys) around the playground during recess. They would punch our arms or call us names , all hoping that we would then chase them.
It was an obvious cry for attention combined with deep desire for our affections.
You remind me of those girls.
You remind me of those girls.
Thanks, I also consider myself more masculine than you.
>You remind me of those girls.
Thanks, I also consider myself more masculine than you.
It's pretty obvious that , no one knows who you are. Nor does anyone care about your beliefs.
It's pretty obvious that , no one knows who you are.
Nor does anyone care about your beliefs.
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