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Sometimes I think of her as I am pursued by him. When do you know to ask a woman out? When is the line from friendly chat to potential dating material moved? I'd have liked to think my past could clarify situations like this- but I am oblivious, haven't the foggiest. The testosterone has provided a thick mist of confusion, a smog, its flooded my brain, nothing will ever be the same. A barrier between myself and my most protected feelings. Sure, I'd kiss him, it'd probably feel nice, but I'd like to spend more time talking to her, really talking. If *** was an experience in making love if we ran out of conversation and wanted our bodies to fill in the rest. If it just felt good to be close to somebody.
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 7:35 PM UTC
Oblivious
Sometimes I think of her as I am pursued by him. When do you know to ask a woman out? When is the line from friendly chat to potential dating material moved? I'd have liked to think my past could clarify situations like this- but I am oblivious, haven't the foggiest. The testosterone has provided a thick mist of confusion, a smog, its flooded my brain, nothing will ever be the same. A barrier between myself and my most protected feelings. Sure, I'd kiss him, it'd probably feel nice, but I'd like to spend more time talking to her, really talking. If *** was an experience in making love if we ran out of conversation and wanted our bodies to fill in the rest. If it just felt good to be close to somebody.
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 7:35 PM UTC
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