When It's Time
It doesn’t get delivered by carrier pigeon but some sign in some form appears, when you’re paying attention, that let’s you know when it’s time. It was time. Renee let me know it was time I want kids, dude. I like you, I like this but I can’t do this anymore. I want to find my guy. We both knew it was coming, expiration dates on FWB are known. I enjoyed my time with Renee, too. It was easy to be…
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