You have to admit you have a problem.
So as hard as it is, I have a problem. It's emotional.
I can't seem to be able to connect with another human being and that's what keeping me alone.

It's always in my head, BOYS WILL ALWAYS BE BOYS. I think they'll grow up to be men when there are like 60.

My 51 year old father called me to the kitchen today to tell me he went to zouk last night. and in his exact words "it was awesome"

Aiyo.

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