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Well, here I am. At Anthrocon.
Typing on my computer.
Pretty much alone.
It's almost exactly like I flew all this way just to do the same things I do at home, only I know the person I love is having or will be having fetishy sex with two other people one room down from me, torturing me.
I dunno why I came. I guess to be miserable and maybe have him notice for a fucking change.
Although he won't.
Typing on my computer.
Pretty much alone.
It's almost exactly like I flew all this way just to do the same things I do at home, only I know the person I love is having or will be having fetishy sex with two other people one room down from me, torturing me.
I dunno why I came. I guess to be miserable and maybe have him notice for a fucking change.
Although he won't.