I've been told on numerous occasions that I live inside of my own head, isolated from the rest of the world.
I didn't mind that.
What was so great about the rest of the world anyway?
That was my mindset before I had met her.
She seemed to have taken me forcefully by the wrist and pulled me out of the bottomless pit that was my mind.
Unfortunately, because of my overactive imagination I may even be an unreliable narrator at times.
I'll do my best to explain everything regardless.
I have to do her justice.
I have to do our story justice.
I knew that you wouldn't believe me if I told you that the love of my life was a stripper, so I suppose that I'll have to explain everything from the beginning...
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Heartbreak At Motel 7!
Romance"Don't come to a strip club looking for love. That shit doesn't belong here." she warned. I knew that she was right. Still, I didn't accept her statement. "But...You're here." ⋆⋆⋆ I was a typical surburan girl...
