Saliva Swap

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Okay so paper was conquered, room semi cleaned, towels washed and special k bliss finally delivered (yeah UK delivers groceries way advanced) but do you want to know one thing that is completely non understandable/insane/slightly revolting is how people who live in a small town, find it ok to date every living thing that has a pulse. Now I love where i grew up and i cant blame this cycle on anyone or anything besides the  fact of having a slim population of suitable people we grew up with but STILL,  Its like a circle of swapped saliva. There are no boundaries, morals, loyalty whatsoever when it comes to “hooking up”. I honestly don't think there is a male and female in that town who have not dated each other then in between or usually at the same time has dated their “boys” then came back around found a new small circle, dated them, then started back from round 1. How is it respectable when your out to dinner with the boy who your soooooooo into, sitting next to his friend who you’ve hooked up with, who is sitting next to your friend who he's hooked up with or if he or they haven't will probably do it after that date just to fuel the ongoing line of horrid. For those of you who grew up in a place where dating your ex’s friends, family members,  ex's of their ex's etc was not normal i salute you and raise a shot of smirnoff vod to you. CHEERS and Goodnight!

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