Our affair was not intense. Well, I made it intense for me, because I'm ****** up, but it was far far from some grand all-consuming passion. There was no romantic love. It was desperation, loneliness, and selfishness.
I just do not ******* know how to forgive myself.
I just do not ******* know how to forgive myself.
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Coco Densmore 57/Cisgender Female/Centralia, Washington