I can't pretend like I don't think about the guys all the fucking time because I do. I can't live my life like it's perfect when my favorite people in the world were/are getting treated horribly. I can't and won't put up with David's shit.
I've kept my feelings bottled up before but not for years. I can't imagine what that's like. It was literally right in front of us. Only if we knew sooner.
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