You die a little inside every time you have joyless sex. Neurons prune back. The good in there withers. And some things never grow back.
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Hugh Howey, Beacon 23.
You die a little inside every time you have joyless sex. Neurons prune back. The good in there withers. And some things never grow back.
Hugh Howey, Beacon 23.