Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me.
When I was four, I just wanted to drive, I collected toy cars. Where does that sort of thing come from? In hindsight you go, 'Oh, liked it because of this.' Maybe it's just the wheel.
Manhood coerced into sensitivity is no manhood at all.
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