Body Art needles of love
I looked around the bar and sighed. I was a gay girl in a straight bar, an oxymoron if I had ever heard of one. But I had been stupid enough to fall for a straight girl. I watched her silently as she flirted with one of the guys at the bar. I was so blinded by love that just the idea of her flirting with a guy was painful. I sighed again and went home. My roommate Alison asked me if I had had any luck tonight. "If I had would you think I would be here right know?" I asked "No I’d expect you to...
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