Blurred Lines
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In my 20 years of life, I have had no experience with men, women, anyone. I flush up when the opposite gender talks to me. Actually, not even the opposite gender, literally with anyone I find somewhat attractive. It is never a cute subtle blush either, it is a fire engine red, I get hot and start sweating. I act as if I am being chased by zombies
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