“I’m a penis with arms.”
“That’s nice.”
“Yeah, I bet you think so.”
“I like penises with arms. Actually.”
“Why do you tease like that? No girl loves the penis. It’s ugly. They love the boy. The penis is residual.”
“Maybe. Maybe that means I love you.”
“Let’s be honest. Do you?”
“No.”
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The party is actually tolerable. This is because Amy makes me drink a bit of wine before we leave the room. This is a sad reality. I have let myself down. Finally.
But that’s okay.
Well, it isn’t, but it’s what I tell myself.
I am lonely. Depressed. And that brought out all the things I don’t [...]
