| I meant to confess more often. I don't. | |
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I take drags off other people's
cigarettes, even though I ostensibly quit.
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| I took a sex test at thespark.com. I have 15 future female partners and 7 male partners left in my life. I want them all now. | |
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I now have bangs. Sorry,
Dave.
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| Cervical cancer scares me more than I let on. | |
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I am working on making more
fuckable friends.
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| I hate my boss as much as I hate my husband. I love my boss more, though. | |
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I get the shakes if I go
without a Jones Vanilla Cola too long.
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| I don't get much from prescription drugs. | |
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I don't like the time dilation
of pot. Too flickery. Tussin time dilation is much slinkier.
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| I am such a horn dog. Prolly comes of having a small clit. Never satisfied, ya know? | |
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I am a power mad, egotistical,
arrogant asshole. And I like it.
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| I do not own a single postage stamp. | |
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I'm horribly insecure about
my attractiveness to women. In fact, they scare me shitless.
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| I have a lot of ambition. | |
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The lesbian half of me is
still a virgin..
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| I have been known to lust after people a decade younger than me. | |
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My cats don't visit the vet
often enough. In fact, they've never been.
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| I'm flammably angry often. My anger burns enormous numbers of calories. It's why I don't weigh a ton. | |
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I don't clean. Therefore,
I don't have company. Ever.
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