untitledWhat did you want? What were you expecting?Some kind of fashion icon, some kind of pleasing smile? Some kind of blow-your-mind, sex on two legs, I-can't-believe-she's-not-butter way of keeping yourself entertained on those lonely Monday-through-Thursdays?Well, I'm sorry, baby.Looks like all you get is me.Me, I'm looking for a life, a profound existence.I'm looking for someone to move me, to feel me, to change my mind.Looks like you need to brush up on your powers of persuasion.Looks like I'll be going window shopping for that certain joi-de-vivre, that certain quality of character that lets you see with your mind.I'm seein' yo
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