It's funny.. In English class we've learnt that bees and flowers are symbolic of sex and love and whatnot. So I'm sitting on my front porch thinking about lost loves and loves that never were, and out of the corner of my eye I spot a bee that just keeps flying into the wall. This has been going on for a while now.
I can relate, little bee. I can relate.
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