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Father's been making me work nonstop. I'm so sad that this has hindered my quest to find my lover(s). All I want to do is clock in, finish my work, then go back home to fucking my lovers. Is that so wrong?
Something tells me the way this handsome foreign man touched my crook means we were lovers...
I don't remember how many people said they were my lovers. I am sorry and I will continue to ask until it sticks in my head.