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Why do I always feel sexually frustrated? I’m starting to believe that I legitimately have a dysfunctional train of thought when it comes to sex. Intimacy, you know? I have this malicious plan in my mind to destroy anyone that immediately wants something MORE than casual fornication. It’s just so incomprehendable – you don’t NEED to get to know me, and I promise it won’t get awkward. I’ll just deliberately drain the chemicals from your brain.

I find I place myself in the most uncomfortable positions.. On purpose.  I can’t fathom anything generic (please do not refer to the post below, IE my obsession with generecy, LULZ), so I have to find something remotely easy to dismantle and make it feel worth Forever. I am Sandra’s own hypocracy. Most of the time, I make absolutely NO sense, and that’s deliberately what I’m trying to get across to my audience, because when registered through me, it’s penetratable. 

ANYWAY, I’m going to loosen my pride, and go where most people (more than likely) have gone before.
(I’ve been stuck at that sentence for over 2 months)
Being Sandra Dominguez doesn’t exactly mean flowetry, and since I just received a message obviously pointing out my writers block, I think that may indicate the lack of motivation, drive, and intelligence on my behalf. I think it’s safe when I say that someone DEFINITELY just tampered with my intellectual stamina.

I’m going to move on and ignore that specific last paragraph written because I’m confident enough to NOT be confident enough to precede with whatever gaffotry was reminiscing through my mind, at the time. Incidentally enough, it probably had something to do with my egocentric character – most of you at this time are questioning which one, and my retort to that is – “I don’t know.”

God forbid my mother has access to this page.
Forgive my omission, PT2 to follow.

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