Find your complement

M is in town again, and he forgot to bring his credit card and amazingly has zero cash on him, so guess who paid for drinks and his hotel? (I didn’t allow him to stay at my place.) This reminds me of exactly why  I don’t like men that 1) can fuck up without a back-up plan, and 2) get a woman to pay for them. I like men in control of their lives, at least I can respect that (and it is a good antidote to my tendencies to often fuck up.) Imagine two people running around the world fucking up everything…


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