Sarah Meeuwen Sex Dating ❤️

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So, sex-dating today—apps, chats, boom, instant connection! I’m like, “Oh my stars, Homie’d freak!” Watched *Goodbye to Language* again last night—Godard’s all “What is this? A dog? A lover?”—and I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, sex-dating’s the same! You dunno if it’s love or just… woof, y’know? Total head-scratcher! I get happy seein’ folks find a spark—aww, sweet!—but then, ugh, the ghostin’! Makes me wanna scream, “Talk, you jerks!” Hmm… gets my apron in a twist.

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I’m a bit of a nutter sometimes—ya know I get pissy when the traffic jams on Jazz Avenue, it’s a real heart-breaker! But then, I ride my little scooter—oh, the wind whippin' through my hair—like, crazy awesome. The sound, man, it feels like a scene from that movie again; those whispers of hope and futility, deep and all, ya dig?

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