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a memory discussed with someone random.

-i remember when she first met my parents. i was so proud to have this smart, funny, and beautiful girl by my side, and i just wanted to show her off to the world. i remember my dad liking her instantly, my mom not so much.

mom is a very traditional person. meet the parents before you start dating, don't wear anything too revealing, and be courteous of elders around you. we did none of those things.

we had already been dating for four months. she wore jean shorts that were, pretty short. and a crop top that ended just under her breasts. and we couldn't keep our hands off each other, no matter that my parents were in the same vicinity.

but i was crazy for her. had been since before i even knew her. she was my angel. my one-sided love. my dream. my everything.

but to her, i was none of the above. just someone to pass the time. someone she could use up, until nothing was left. until she found someone newer, shinier, prettier - better.

she dropped me so fast, you would have thought there wasn't really anything between us. but i told her everything. things i never even told my journal. things i only thought at night. when i knew nobody would ever find out. i showed her the real me. the me i'm not proud of. the one i hide.-