Raging Mythical Love

Raging Mythical Love

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I've basically grown up without parents to care and love me. My parents abandoned me and I had no friends. What I did have was a money hungry foster mother who only took me in for the cash. It's kind of sick really. I'll never understand it. When I finally get a shred of happiness in my dull life, she takes it away from me. I finally found someone who loves me unconditionally and she ruins it for what? For money. I never would have imagined he existed down in the deep blue water. In him I found love much like the raging water of the ocean. I guess you could call it a raging mythical love.
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A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

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