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When I’m about to meet a man, ​I get ready. Because I want to get ready. Sometimes it starts days before. Sometimes a few hours. I try to eat the right things, vegetables, soups, no carbs. I mostly don’t, though, which sometimes or often turns into mental punishment, for a moment I wonder if all...

Men I’ve Loved

The times I’ve deliberately continued to play the game of crushing after realizing the final purpose of some or many men,   the only way I’d keep them a little longer alive by my side. (Men from all languages, men who own a house by the beach, men who sometimes don’t have money to take...