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I've been caught in my own cynicism. Everything I've believed about the impossibility of having "the perfect relationship" has all been thrown back in my face. It's been about a month now and I'm still in total disbelief at how well everything is going. I wouldn't change anything. I wouldn't want anything to be different about her. This is ridiculous. I'm feeling completely satisfied.
I owe it all to her. Where the hell did she come from?
I owe it all to her. Where the hell did she come from?