22 July 2020

Priorities

A Facebook story shows up as I open the app.

I see the thumbnail. An extremely hot girl, in a super sexy dress, lying on a sofa.

Her long and slender legs, kind of tangled with each other in an extremely attractive way, yet revealing…

I take a screenshot. Fast. Fast. Fast.

I zoom it in.

I focus on the table in front of her.

And crop the girl out.

There’s food on the table. FOOD.

Don’t tell me my priorities are wrong.

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