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I’m tired of thinking what I may have done wrong or why I’m still defending someone who was compelled to send dick pics to other women. Which, by the way, were not flattering pictures. He took them at an angle that made his penis look a withering hot dog on a summer day in the South. Very unappealing.
Some of us may hold the title of “manager,” but at the end of the day, we’re just kids that became adults and were mistakenly given responsibility.