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Dimitra My phone has been ringing and vibrating for two weeks. I thought ignoring Malthe wpuld stop him from calling or texting. I thought it'd stop him from showing up at my damn apartment and having me hiding in my bathroom in case he pushed the door open and burged in. f**k! He even went to Cathy's. You'd wonder why I was ignoring him. Malthe made me feel things I swore not to feel for the rest of my life. He made me feel safe, wanted, protected. The attention he gave me the weekend I was at his place was overrated. But i knew all of it was an attempt to get in between my legs then leave me like a constipated duck once he was done with me. I couldn't risk being hurt once again. It has always been like that, some hot guy would come to me telling me of how much he loved me. My stupid
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