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I believe it. Unrelated about being gay but I was in an interracial relationship for 5 years. It was a daily challenge & mental struggle to convince myself that I loved this person. It came down to smells. Her breath, her hair, her pussy, all stunk like shit. Litterally. Ironically the only hole I could tolerate was her asshole. I went years only having anal sex with this woman. I met another girl, a white girl, and I still recall the smell of her shower damp long hair. I hugged her, and litterally was in love with this person just upon smelling her. I know it sounds weird. But we're still together. She still smells so delectable that I sometimes just sniff her hair like a retard. She's a hippy too; not really a huge fan of the shower, and she can go 4 days without one and smell fresher than the black girl who litterally is drying off. Pheromones man. That's natures way of telling you your genes match or in your case baldewire, that your genes shoudlnt be passed on. Makes complete sense
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