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The New Guy

oh we go again...

This time I'm not going to be a pussy.

I refuse to let my pussy make me a pussy.

I've learned over the course of the year,

that I must speak up and grab life by the neck of its balls.

I'm going to make it known to him

I'm going to ignore my nerves and send them to hell.

I'm not scared anymore.

Timidity is inappropriate.

I'm going to get myself uncomfortable, twisting clammy hands

so I can tell this man that I've got eyes for him

And hopefully, his eyes match my own.

And if they don't.... well...

I'll just find another man then.

But I'm going to make sure

that my intentions will be known explicitly.

So that I can get explicit with him.


  1. The sad part is that men feel the same way and most of the time, you hesitate rather than act.

  2. ehh fuck it. I'm off real men. I'll be setting up a rolling craigslist add shortly.


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