![]() ![]() What's to stop you, Jessica? It is not totally out of the realm of possibility. You see, whenever I awoke to find a man innocently slumbering beside me, my mind always alerted me to the fact that if I wanted to, I could kill him. More specifically, my violent, murder-y thoughts. ![]() Whether I recovered my candy-colored Hanky Panky underwear depended not on how lightly Guy X snoozed, rather how quickly I stirred another sleeping giant-my thoughts. In the rare instance that I did sleep over somewhere, I would inevitably jolt upwards at 5 a.m., panic-stricken, and scavenge for my belongings in the dark.
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