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I love my husband

But god damn do I feel like picking up a hot girl – thick, thin, tall, short, blonde, brunette or ginger – in a club and getting crazy for a night.

You know what I mean? Sex doesn’t need to be a thing. I just wanna dance and make out and bully the friend-zoners who hit on her. Tell her how nice she smells and how amazing her presence is. Maybe write my name on her cleavage or some shit.

Whatever aesthetic that is…I’m down.

Where do all these girls hang in this area? Seriously.

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