"I used to talk this guy on social media ,turned us into situationship...having sexualconvo but then after few days my friend call me and told me that I'm talking to his bf ( obv. Idk anything about their relationship ) I wanted to talk to someone because just one month back my bf cheated on me with my high-school friend and then I met this guy ,but when I get to know about him ....I asked him to broke up but he was a psycho and he begged me not to leave him and i got manipulated because I started falling for him , days passed and it was my "first time " he knew since day 01 that I never do it . So forced me and I said no but he didn't stop and then after we had physical rlsp he left me after a week .....there was a twist - he used to say that we both studied together in 5 grade . I mean wowww . Now I never ever wanted to see his face"
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"Dopo una vita passata a soccombere a mio padre, mi pento di non avergli detto quanto mi ha fatto male, quando ancora potevo farlo. Lui stava morendo di cancro, e io non riuscivo a fare altro che pensare a quanto non riuscissi a stargli emotivamente vicino, perché offuscata dalla rabbia. Il senso di sacrificio a cui mi ha abituata fin da piccola mi ha fatto essere lì col corpo, e sentire in colpa dopo, come se non fossi stata una buona figlia. Da quando se ne è andato, tutto il dolore è rimasto a me. Che me ne faccio, però?"
"To my dearest old friend. I wish I could see your face one more time to apologize for everything I've done, your face still lingers in the cracks of my thoughts, but the more I think about it, the more I forget your face, all I want to do is apologize, I should have listened to you. But I didn't, and that's why I'm here now."