So. I talked to Austin. And he blames me. He doesnt understand. He doesnt want to know me. He doesnt want to see me ever again. He said I never called, never came to see him. He doesnt believe his mom wouldnt LET us come. He said he doesnt want to be who he was- and apparently all I was ever good for was a drinking buddy. Even though Austin and I
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