#190826 - My phone's alarm incessantly rings in my ears until I turn to my left, pick it up off my nightstand, and silence it with the push of a button. Kristine was only my 2nd real girlfriend and I was torn to shreds; I'm not afraid to admit I cried on the way home from her house. All the stories I will write will be true stories involving me; I'm not good at making stories up in my imagination.
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