so the intended has sent me a somewhat weirdly encrypted text about some qualities of either mine or what she thinks i'm into
admittedly coy and mysterious work for me, though to be honest i'm feeling less curious these days.just detached and mentally tired of mind games.
so well, it'll have to stay at length as oscar wilde once put it, the essence of romance is uncertainty. i think i do thrive on staying oblivious.
i suppose i'm officially the patron saint of bicurious experiments, yes men included
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