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!!Zs13KgFZ2Ac 06/24/11(Fri)19:50 No.6976758>>6976651 >sigh
I was hoping not to get into this, but...
>glances at Ghetsis
Mention a word of this next part to anyone, and I will end you.
>inhale
Your
mother left you when you were fourteen years old and you've never known
why, but everyone seems to know and they won't tell you. You spent long
hours crying on the phone as your best friend listened, even when it
got hard and he wanted to hang up because you were dragging him down.
You never quite got over her leaving you, and thus you began to sink
into a sort of depression, sleeping with as many women--men, I would
suppose, in your case--as you could. You'd leave as soon as things
started appearing like they could go somewhere, because you never wanted
to be hurt again. And, somewhere, deep down, you knew that the love of
your life was waiting for you but you could never tell him because then
you'd leave him, too, and you couldn't bear to break his heart because
it would destroy you, so you held up the "just friends" sign and went
with that.
Sound about accurate? |