I looked down at his stub of a foot and it all made sense. Those trips to the beach, getting soaked in the rain, not going under the covers. Months of questioning and disregarding finally came to a close. But for some reason, I wasn’t sure if I could continue to go on with him, not because of his deformity, but because of the lies. I just
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i cant even count how many times ive felt like i wanted to date you if you were a boy.
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(I'm assuming that's a story, and not something that actually happened, yeah?)
-Mike
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if this was a true story, it would only make it better.
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