I distrust complements - especially from guys - I hate flattery ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Distrusted compliments - screech like fingernails across a schoolroom chalkboard. No marked card - dealt from the bottom of the deck - will ever unlock my heart. Avoid the overt - sly Valmont, the skittish game is wise to advances.
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