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Gwapo sana kaso I think maturity is taking a long time to come round for him. Sometimes I can’t blame myself, really, for being too blatantly antagonistic, nay, pessimistic in committing myself in a relationship. It’s becoming a wee bit rare for gay men to have a physiologically functioning spine. Most of whom you’ll encounter have this sordid deficiency for maturity. And if you find one that has batteries, he too is smart for love. Aah, to singlehood!

Me after landing on an anonymous Tumblr page and a brief perusal of his pages.