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We haven't known each other long, or well, but you've been amazingly kind to me. I don't deserve how nice you are to me, not at all, and yet you still are.
I think I've run out of things to say. Oh well.
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i don't know when it started, but my earliest memories are of the grocery store. i would wander away from my mom and would then proceed to think she was going to leave me. why? who knows.
then, my dad wasn't there much growing up because he was in the military. maybe that's why i have those fears with men i love.
with relationships, my last one ruined me. we were together for a year and had been engaged. then one day he decided he didn't love me anymore. neither of us had been happy, but i thought it was something worth working out.
that's it.
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