tell me a story.

Tell you a story? Ok. When I was 17, I lost my virginity to a 16 year old boy who was named after the aliens (the Ashtars) that supposedly watch over Earth. He was intoxicatingly charismatic and ended up dumping me for my best friend. All of my other friends were sympathetic towards him (because they wanted to sleep with him) so I had no friends my senior year. Consequently, I moved to Maine for college and never will I live in my hometown again. That was seven years ago and I have loved and lost much worse since, but I am glad that I learned how to leave anytime I wanted to make my life better.

Posted: November 16th, 2010
Categories: From The Field
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