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yeah, moderation, sure. I do not want to enter a gender labyrinth.
I am greedy, of sensations, of pleasures, of emotions, of everything. So those that I choose to give up are just different facets of the same weakness. Whenever I felt frustrated, by whatever reason it might be, it was either a smoke, a trip to the fridge or ice cubes tingling happily away in a swirl of something fine.
No more.
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