03/07/2020

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Oh, Ani..
...actually, I like you quite a bit. That's why I keep trying to do it with you. Even if I have to say after every meeting, you just get on my nerves. Why is that? You're beautiful, with your vanilla, which I rarely absorb with such bliss as I do with you. With you neither the rose, with which I often have my difficulties, nor the ginger disturbs me. You are not madamig, which sometimes bothers me, nor do I find you too spicy or even hot. And you bring blackcurrants, which I like so much. Unfortunately, I usually don't notice much of them.
You're great with your hands. I like your sweet amber, your fluffy musk base and your chocolate-like soft touch patch. I don't know why I want you with me
Every time I take you by the hand, I feel like I'm being annoyed. Annoyed by something overloaded, by everything too much. First of all, it's not the dose, because with you only a few drops are enough, actually almost one, and you already start to roar loudly. I know that, and that is why I will never let you get close to me again. Nevertheless, you get on my nerves with your mixture and I simply cannot change it, as much as I would like to. You are a little redneck who wants to stand out at all costs. And you remind me of extremely sweet men's fragrances, like Joop Homme or La Male, which almost always blow around your nose in clouds. Rarely you meet them well dosed.
You are like a dear friend who calls you crying all night at three o'clock and keeps you from sleeping. You're like an exhausting colleague who patronizes you at work again and again, even though he doesn't really want to and is quite nice. Yes, you also have something of a nagging boss, who is actually a great guy, but who keeps telling you to your face that your work could be better.
You know what I mean? Please don't be angry with me, but you are annoying (even if I love you a little bit)
Well dosed on a man you match, I could love you - maybe! And I envy you, because despite my daily training you always have better stamina than I do.
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You're great with your hands. I like your sweet amber, your fluffy musk base and your chocolate-like soft touch patch. I don't know why I want you with me
Every time I take you by the hand, I feel like I'm being annoyed. Annoyed by something overloaded, by everything too much. First of all, it's not the dose, because with you only a few drops are enough, actually almost one, and you already start to roar loudly. I know that, and that is why I will never let you get close to me again. Nevertheless, you get on my nerves with your mixture and I simply cannot change it, as much as I would like to. You are a little redneck who wants to stand out at all costs. And you remind me of extremely sweet men's fragrances, like Joop Homme or La Male, which almost always blow around your nose in clouds. Rarely you meet them well dosed.
You are like a dear friend who calls you crying all night at three o'clock and keeps you from sleeping. You're like an exhausting colleague who patronizes you at work again and again, even though he doesn't really want to and is quite nice. Yes, you also have something of a nagging boss, who is actually a great guy, but who keeps telling you to your face that your work could be better.
You know what I mean? Please don't be angry with me, but you are annoying (even if I love you a little bit)
Well dosed on a man you match, I could love you - maybe! And I envy you, because despite my daily training you always have better stamina than I do.
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