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It is a true nightmare!It could indeed be my own comic strip.Every other day I must see her and everyday I must hear about this married bastard she is with who obviously is quite financially set and somehow supporting her.Its a strange time...Love in a time of war,80 degrees in early December something happening I never thought would but with such a price on me.So I sit typing here and playing video games and trying to slip into a world of dreams.And sometimes I want to go up to her and tell her I love her but other times I want to scream in her face"You WHORE!You are seeing three different people right now!Do you even care what happened between us last Friday?A married middleaged pervert?What is your fucking problem?"But no I would probably hate myself if I did that.Yes something is very wrong here indeed.Its a bumpy ride yes Dangerous Type.Its a carnival ride made of blaring Christmas lights,watching horror movies til dawn,talking to the paralyzed lunatic down the street from me that has became one of my closest friends,and her.Yes her!I could go on and on. |