romance - in the age of pandemic - can we restrict the field any more?? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The conversation takes an crushy turn - so my brain starts making quips. My experience is that my amorous impulses are unreliable. With my friends, my flawed, carnivalesque attempts at romance are legend. Unless I'm starved for embarrassment's grief which I seldom am. I will dodge, slither, obfuscate and stall attempts at intimacy. What if I’m the Kind of girl that guys can’t just fall in love with?
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