Clits and dicks. Clits and dicks ruin every night. Hudson Jeans and birth control. Perfume and the alcohol. Versus. Marshall stacks and sing-along's. Myspace, Dunks, male chauvinists. Estrogen.
Testosterone. My hormones ruin every night. And I've no one to blame but me, myself and I can't stand bars, shows, or my dick. Should have stayed in. Read a book instead.


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