I haven't used that name in ten years, I think. Fuck that hurts to think about. It's been eight years since we really talked.
Why am I like this? Why am I so hung up on a girl that hasn't really been in my life for eight years? And why am I so not okay with her not being in it anymore?
I'm not sure what I was to you and I likely never will. But I know what you were to me. I know what you are to me.
I love you.
And I'll never stop.
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CasualeA story of my life up until now, or when "now" is when I finish writing this. Disclaimer: everything in this is 100% true. This story won't be a "family friendly" thing. I'm going to cover very real things that may be triggering. This goes from wh...
