A deep conversation.
“Wow, you are so much talented, and you look ok, then why don’t you have a girlfriend?”
“Ok, let’s fuck, let’s fuck until I rip apart your thighs.”
Well, I didn’t say this. People didn’t love truth; they want beautiful lies. You want lust, and love comes in between, and I wasn’t even rich either; they hated it.
I said, “Why don’t you marry me then?”
She didn’t speak.
“That’s your answer.”
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