There is a reason I find it very hard to break things off with my boyfriend. And that is his family. Through him, I've gotten to experience a different set of parents. In a very good way. As you know (or not), I grew up without a father, and the closest to a father figure I've had was my uncle, who died when I was 12. Since then, nada.
I don't feel like writing about this anymore.
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