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Feb 01, 2013 10:36

I almost never write anything about myself that's entirely, 100% true. This is because of respect; I obfuscate the names, fudge dates, details and touches, just enough to mislead but skimming, skinning so close to the truth that I smile a bit at the clever dodge when I re-read things.

She hurt me bad. But most importantly, she has rewritten history into her tory. And this means that she will tell people, and the world will shift, th weltanshauung will shift around to her point of the view, and the world will see what she wants to see, know what she wants to say.

And that is not true.

Don't date a selfish love. Selfless lovers will eventually kill themselves, but selfish lovers will make it all about them, take only but never give, and leave you with nothing but hurt, taking even the memories from you.

I've written a story about fighting for custody of memories. Two people in court over whose rights the shared memories are; he wants them for himself; she wants them so she can lock them up and never see the light of day again.

These, then, I submit as my evidence.

http://eloquentinbed.tumblr.com/post/41950347720/lintong
http://eloquentinbed.tumblr.com/post/41956864741/lintwo
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