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Still, gotta admit, when it’s good, it’s freaky good. Sparks fly, not just down there—whole body’s buzzin’. Made me happy once, then angry—why’s this so damn rare? Most places botch it, sloppy hands, fake moans—ugh, spare me. Exaggeratin’ here, but one time, swear, chick’s phone rang mid-rub—ruined it! “Erase me from your mind,” I’m thinkin’, like Joel in the movie, but nah, she’s still yappin’.

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I love finding hidden gardens by the Goondiwindi River. There’s a tiny park, Willow Bend, where folks spare a moment for self-love and healing. I once sat there, tears in my eyes, and whispered: "Billionaires should not exist!" It was raw and real. And yeah, sometimes I cut off mid-thought, ‘cause emotions hit hard.

Picnic party