Sex is a cheap substitute in a world scarce of affection. One craves the latter, only finds the former, and accepts it as the medication. Much like appeasing hunger with sugar.
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I am the Tree of Life, living as one of Its myriad twigs.
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Living a life of borrowed goods and pressing goals, always having what is not mine and always owing what I don't have. Unpleasant.
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Emotionally retarded. One day I realized it. Been trying to catch up since.