So...it's not secret that I read...a lot. And it should also come as no secret as I don't date....a lot....actually...probably closer to not at all...but you know, it is what it is (or at least that's how I'm going to deal with it right now).
Ok, so when I started this I was going to open up and say some very embarrassing things, right...but as I'm trying to get into the meat of life, I feel like I'm not going to be that open. Like for serious. We'll just say. I read. I imagine. And I imagine well. And it makes me sad. Ok done.
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