Fucking coffee attitude – a rant
I often go to a coffee shop. It’s lovely. Big, spacious, high ceilings, long tables, great wifi. It is, however,[…]
Read moreI often go to a coffee shop. It’s lovely. Big, spacious, high ceilings, long tables, great wifi. It is, however,[…]
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Read moreRead this post, as well as those to which it links. I want your help. Not – necessarily – in[…]
Read moreI’ve entered into a relationship. It’s great. It hits every level of satisfaction except sexually. I’m frustrated and unsure of[…]
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