Ghost Me All You Want. I’ve Hired Beetlejuice, F*ckers.

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It never hit me, in all those years of online dating, that other courses of action were available. I believed that my romantic life was a private matter, best dealt with on my couch on a Sunday evening or on the toilet before work, like an American. But recently I’ve come around to the notion that we’re allowed to ask for help when things get too…

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