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Nothing killed libido like the lingering smell of vomit. Or your brother accidentally sexting you.
The truth was a bitch. No, really. She was like that one ex who tells you they’re still in love with you on your wedding day. (Looking at you, Rachel Green.)
There’s always a right and wrong time for truth. Even when it’s the right time, chances are, life is gonna fuck you up the ass without lube anyway.
There was no greater force than love. Husbands. Wives. Siblings. Children. Friendships. Pizza. Wine. Orgasms. It was all relative.

