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I am terrified I will end up marrying someone like my father. I stopped dating for 5 years till I realized after a while you learn the difference between Holding a hand and chaining a soul. That love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security. Kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises. After he punched me, I moved here. And it was the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. Now I’m in love with the man of my dreams… who is nothing like my dad.
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Comment from Lizz - November 19, 2010 at 7:31 pm
yeah, so, she/he lifted half of that from a poem. give credit where credit is due!