“Deadpan and I have an understanding,” Plucky began, as she put on a pot of water. “It’s not the world’s greatest romance, I’ll admit. We both give what we can.” I replied that I understood, and I really do. Deadpan has limited capacity for emotion, and Plucky has already explained how her father’s emotional distance left her in a vain quest for attachment. “We do what we can,” was all I could think to reply. Lmao went on a dating site; he says it crashed just as they were beginning to click.
I guess I found one just like Daddy.
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😊Humorously put.
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I’m okay with being like this. By that, I mean I’ve accepted it. I just hope I haven’t scared off any commenters.
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A great post this day
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Thank you for understanding. I didn’t know whether or not we should do a girl post but Coy said yes we should. He’s really great.
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Hmm, this reminds me of a recent relationship on The Good Doctor.
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That show looks interesting. Maybe I’ll watch it.
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As long as it makes you happy, Plucky! 🙂
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I love him dearly. We can’t all have a picket fence, right?
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Picket fences are an old idea now. A playstation is a qualification enough.
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Then I’ll build one.
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It’s written in the stars:-)
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And it followed me here. 😊
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