It's pretty sad when I leave a concert because the music is too up-beat for my tastes (or, at least, my current mood).
Having a cute woman ask me to dance, and me declining, didn't help.
The waitress who looks quite a bit like one of my exes probably was a bad sign as well.
But until I stop feeling like a fucking zero, it just won't work.
Having a cute woman ask me to dance, and me declining, didn't help.
The waitress who looks quite a bit like one of my exes probably was a bad sign as well.
But until I stop feeling like a fucking zero, it just won't work.
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