College romance is just tucked into the glove compartment of passing cars…

So much for “No Boys” this semester.  That plan has been abandoned and destroyed, and then reconstructed.  Because apparently all of my boys are gay.  I think perhaps the really sad part is that alcohol was not involved; just a lot of endorphins and really bad judgement.  Hopefully, the awkwardness on his part won’t last, because I’m [...]

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