My first true love was a a handsome Salvadorian-American fellow. We meet when I was about 13 and we've been together for 2 1/2 years. But now we've been falling apart. He changed from a sweet boy to a cantankerous and abusive criminal. He was is a street gang and he sold drugs, fought, and cheated on me. My advisers warned me that he was no good but I learned the hard way, he ended up beating me up and he raped me. He's one the loose still, the police are still trying to catch him but I would never forgive him for this. Strangely still love him.
2006-08-26
08:03:43
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