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So that's what you think of me How could I have thought for even a minute that I was respectable. All this time I was thinking I was deserving of love and kindness. Last thing on my mind was your opinion of me, and it hurt. It ******* hurt. Look at you, sitting in a seat of power and leering over me calling me shallow. On further inspection, yeah it was ****** up of me to get fresh with my counselor. What's a shallow nymphomaniac expected to do otherwise? Riddle me that.
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
Shallow
So that's what you think of me How could I have thought for even a minute that I was respectable. All this time I was thinking I was deserving of love and kindness. Last thing on my mind was your opinion of me, and it hurt. It ******* hurt. Look at you, sitting in a seat of power and leering over me calling me shallow. On further inspection, yeah it was ****** up of me to get fresh with my counselor. What's a shallow nymphomaniac expected to do otherwise? Riddle me that.
Apparently it's not my fault, but I should know better.
w-winchester
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
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