Musings from an Angsty Bisexual
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You know how when you're younger, you fall off your bike, and your mom picks you back up and hopefully you learn from your mistakes and teach yourself how to ride a bike? Well, this is me repeatedly throwing myself against the pavement and refusing to learn my lesson. Enjoy.
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