Most guys don't make it past a few dates with me- either because I prove to be crazy (exhibited below)...or I find something wrong with them. Like they cut their bread or spell different forms of 'your' and 'their' wrong. I worked at a nature lab all through RISD... so needless to say, I love dead things. A freshly dead bird is kind of beautiful. Not in a sick way, but in a "I wanna paint you" sorta way... Luckily, despite this, Bryan stuck around.
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