honestly my life rn is basically that gif where the dude is like “OH SHIT!” and the gif starts content aware scaling and then it just stops and goes back to normal and hes like “i’m okay”
“She was proud. She seemed detached. She wasn’t really looking for boys. It took me a few weeks to get my first date. I learned later that she acted this way because of everything she’d been through. Her parents abandoned her when she was born. She’d lived in several group homes. And that’s why she always seemed so cold. But once I got to know her, she changed completely. She was funny. She was sensitive. Small things touched her. One day we saw two seagulls fighting on the beach, and one of them was getting the better of the other. I thought it was funny. It just seemed like nature to me, but when I looked at her she had tears in her eyes. We stayed together for a year. Things got really heavy. She was my first love. But I graduated first and went off to university. I had a new life at school. I didn’t want to be in a relationship anymore. So we lost contact. She told me there was no need to keep in touch because we’d never been friends, only lovers. Three years later I took a trip with my friends to a city in Belgium. We went there often because it was just across the border. That night we decided to walk through the red light district. At first I didn’t recognize her. She was older. She had on a lot of makeup. She was wearing lingerie. But then we made eye contact. She didn’t seem ashamed. She seemed sad, but not ashamed. I quickly looked away because I was scared my friends would notice. That night I went back to my hotel and sobbed. I’m not sure if it’s because of what happened to her. Or because my initial reaction had been shame. But I tried to make it right. I went back and found her. She told me her life was none of my business anymore.” (Paris, France)
