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The Thaumatologist

I need to confess something to you. I hated you. You were my college roommate at the time, and I was jealous of you, and angry at you. You were smarter than me, I admit that. You were stronger, and better looking. You were suave with women, bedding a different beautiful woman every weekend, while I never got laid except by ugly girls who were very drunk. Read more