Umm... what happens if one of these men turns out not to be a freak? And, what happens if I actually like one of them? I don't have any rules about that.
Several years ago I found a postcard that asked, "What am I - flypaper for freaks?" I snatched that postcard up immediately, as it was the most apt description of myself I'd ever seen in print. For the vast majority of my life, wherever I go, freaks follow.
Cross that bridge when you come to it...you can stop the project at any time :)
ReplyDeleteWhy do I have the feeling that we've already come to that bridge...?
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