BLINDED BY BLONDE
Don't Mind Fuck Me
Never try to date a psychiatrist if you have skeletons in the closet.
I have washed most of my life's history away.
Why do I need someone to try and bring it up again?
I think my Dad agrees with me.
After hanging up with the Hack Doctor, I went to the bathroom and switched the light on.
All 4 bulbs from the chandelier blew.
Not just burned out, but actually blew and popped and sparked.
I got it Daddy, no more guys that mind fuck me.
No more bringing up things in the past that will not help my future.
The Blonde hears you loud and clear!
P.S. Thank you...no dark roads for me any more.
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