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Jagger
For the first time in I don’t remember how long, I stayed home last night. I fought the urge to go to my parents’ house in Malibu where I stupidly wanted to be because it was the last place Quinn and I were together.
I know she’s only putting up with me because she’s a good person and because she’s nice. Isn’t that the whole reason she didn’t cut off my d**k and superglue it to my forehead all those years ago? Instead, she quietly snuck out of my house, hiding her tears until there were no witnesses. She might be too good for me, but seeing her again sparked that burning craving to feel her in my arms again.
I never forgot her. Never stopped thinking about where she was and what she might be doing. Who she might be spending her life with. I never bothered to look her up becaus
