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It wasn't good, I was not better, and we weren't the best.
For two years, I enjoyed Shaq being with me. My crying shoulder, craving buddy, motivation and my boyfriend. I was an only child and to be treated like a queen by an ancient king stuck in a quarterback's fit body... is the best thing. But still, good things always come to an end. And I can't say we were good yet we just ended. Second chances exists, and that's what he received from me.