this story kind of goes down as one of those, live, learn, reflect… then slap your former self periods of life. based on what i experienced i could make negative generalizations about the men who are/do the following: cancers (june to be more exact), 6’4″, have non-gender specific first names, have first names as last names, are only children, tell jokes, call me by my government name, dream (too) big…
but i won’t.
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