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Bond That Can't Be Broken

Bond That Can't Be Broken

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My name Jayla but you can call me "Jay" am 17. I have an older name ZoeMari she's a stud they call her Zoe ..Some people may fall in love at first site, me and my sister ? Nahh we don't fall in love we play cards , many females love to throw themselves at us, it's not us chasing these "bitches" it's them bitches coming to us. But at times I do think about "What if" ? I do fall in love with a loyal female ? What happens then ?. And for my sister I doubt she'll ever be tied down, she loves the single life and fucking girls , but for me nah it gets boring. Life ain't that sweet.
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I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

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