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| When it comes to romantic gestures, I'm quite incompetent. It's not that I haven't tried, during one particular trying moment with a girlfriend... | |
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| I knocked on her window, late at night to talk to her about things and work things out. It was memorable, she was half asleep, I was feeling nervous. We slept soundly that night for the first time. | |
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| A few days later, after several unreturned phone calls and dates she never showed up for, I found out via a note to me that she was fucking (her words) someone else. | |
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| I debated knocking on her window after that, but I ain't into none of that kinky shit. | |
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