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Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.

(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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Where do I find these people? (Part Deux)
Local girl this time, gothic-model type, very very sexy, all the fun of the fair. Two minor problems are apparent, though, 1) she's got scars all over her arms from self-harming 2) she's a bloody junkie. Fun and games still ensue. Now, over the next few months, here is what occurs:

- I discover that far from being over her self-harming problem, she has a blood/pain/demeanance fetish. She does this stuff for FUN.
- Is one discovered self-harm away from being sectioned as she's a danger to herself, and her schizophrenic mother is in no position to care for her.
- Her drug problem is only getting worse and;
- Her sexual fantasies involved barbed wire, psuedo-rape and enough other nastiness to make a hardcore BDSM'er blush.

However, I didn't quite know it was over until she ran back off with a chav, got engaged, and claims her life is horrible but refuses to do anything about it. She's still going to marry the cunt, despite the fact im constantly bombarded with txts saying she misses me and how her life is awful. That's when I'll know it's over.

Though the time in mid-particularly intimate session she pulled out a pair of scissors and slashed her own arm in an attempt to turn me on may have been a clue, too.

Bloody chavs.
(, Fri 22 Jul 2005, 7:40, Reply)

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