Dear my future child

Dear my future child

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Dear my future child... There once was a young women your mother.... She wanted to learn so much and didn't know how or where to start and she also didn't have enough time on her hands to learn any of it. She wanted to learn 5 different languages Wanted to learn how to dance/dubstep dance She wanted to be a therapist She wanted to fight for our country in the military She wanted to learn how to free run/parkour She wanted to write/ direct movies She wanted a lot of things not only that but she also remembered a lot of things she didn't wish to remember the emotions and memory's that come back to her mommy doesn't want you to feel this way or be alone when your feeling this way she wanted to comfort you, Memory's like Germany being free and feeling alive having time to learn parkour and racing family and friends whist going to the park or the prenzel stand to get a pepperoni pretzel pizza with a Pepsi for only 1 euro. Mommy wants you to have memory's of Travel like she has but differen
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(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

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