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Girls like me do not get happy endings. I know what I am. In the worst case a cliché at best a cautionary tale. I put an international border between my past and I, only to end up working in a strip bar low quality. Even my excuse is as bad as can be: I'm paying for college, getting my art degree from the most prestigious school of Montreal. Although some days it gets confusing: I'm just a student who works nights as a stripper, or a stripper that is passed by a student? But the inevitable happens and my two lives collide. And now there is a person who knows both quiet and antisocial Alaska and sensual, shameless Sky. A person who keeps my secret. It is beautiful, it is sophisticated. She comes from the other side of life, one in which they do not want me or accept. But it strikes me and their hot, warm hands on my skin promise me things that I gave up long ago. The problem? She teaches my class Classical Photography.
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My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.

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