The Maneater
Vicious M is the worst kind of female a man can get involved with. Not because I'm reckless or abusive, or nagging or neglectful, but because I come with promises of serenity and understanding, warm eyes, a soft shoulder and a listening ear, pseudo-endless support, and a sprinkle of seduction that stays under your skin.
And then nothing. I move on.
There is a chance at love. But it's going to hurt.
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