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Romance is dead. it's throat laid open love cascading down murdered by progress by the reduced synaptic span on constant scroll lips licking for the next hit of one-click copulation choking on the slightest glimmer of . . . . . . waiting, of elegant persistence and the reward of enamored pursuit IRL. the beautiful cat and mouse of our ancestry that wove such wonderful tales into the bark of our trees, replaced by all the clever wit and subtle nuance of peak cringe riz swipe right “send nudes” “DTF”
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 6:32 PM UTC
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Romance is dead. it's throat laid open love cascading down murdered by progress by the reduced synaptic span on constant scroll lips licking for the next hit of one-click copulation choking on the slightest glimmer of . . . . . . waiting, of elegant persistence and the reward of enamored pursuit IRL. the beautiful cat and mouse of our ancestry that wove such wonderful tales into the bark of our trees, replaced by all the clever wit and subtle nuance of peak cringe riz swipe right “send nudes” “DTF”
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 6:32 PM UTC
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