The moral of the story is, love
is scary. Love is that spider crawling across your bathroom mirror at 10 o’
clock at night. You know you have to squish it, but you can’t because you are
so darn scared to death. So, you are forced to wake up your little brother in
the middle of the night to come kill it for you. Love can also be described as
a door with the words, “never turning back”, carved agressively into the wood.
Needless to say, my unconditional love for Nate was not only out of the
ordinary, it was beyond reason.
Oh by the way, my name’s Brooke.
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