One my flame and twice my burn

Seven until nineteen thirty. One half hour lunch. Since September. Six days a week. Now I have an overpriced phone and I’m not in love with it. What do you do? Beyond obsessed with a song called Needy Bees

Lost. Days are flying by. I wish I had had more sex when I was younger. And kissed more women.

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