The Hybrids:Veto Love (Writing to be published)

The Hybrids:Veto Love (Writing to be published)

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Love. Heart-wrenching, complicated, stupid love. You don't plan who it happens to and why you're drawn to them. You find yourself examining them, seeing what attracts you. After you figure out all that garbage, you think you fell in love with the right person. Well, guess what? No one falls in love with who there supposed to. It's like Romeo and Juliet, but in my case, the sick version. No one has the perfect fairy-tale life. It's crazy. You know, what love what love does to you? It pushes you to make decisions you're not ready for. You find yourself examining your choices. Then you wonder why can't pick one already. Your body shuts down, and you cry. Because of your decisions. Because of the horrible lies you've been told. Because of...well everything. Then you make up your mind.
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These are my confessions to everything that I've done. When you read this I don't want you to look at me differently. I don't want your pity or any type of sympathy. See I knew what I signed up for when I entered the game. I choose this lifestyle and at one time I thought it was the best choice for me. I had access to any and everything. Don't be fooled though there is always a dark side. Nobody ever tells you about the price you have to pay when you are in my position. Everybody sees the good but, not the bad. The days you have to spend trying to cover your face with makeup. The different people you meet every night just to survive. The things you would go through just to get someone's attention. I guess you could say I did it for love. Only if you believe in that type of stuff. I would like to call my experience a high. It was pure ecstasy at first. The charming smile, expensive clothes, fancy dinners, nice vacations. Then it turns into a living hell you can't escape from. That's when people start showing their true colors. When lights go off there is a whole different side to a person. You could literally be sleeping next to the devil himself. 'Let's do this dirty laundry'

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