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Because I want to.
The first boy I ever loved broke up with me. He was moving to Brazil, I was moving to Hong Kong, so I made out with a tall, lanky basketball player from my school outside the pedo bar and he saw us.
I was devastated.
At that age, when someone breaks up with you, you feel like you’ll never feel as good as you did with them again.
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