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"Theres just something about destroying something so beautiful..." This is what he said to me. I have always known he was different, odd, and unlike anybody I have ever known, ever experienced. Yes, he was definitely an "experience". This statement, repeats over and over in my head when I think about him. "There's Just Something About Destroying Something So Beautiful.." He takes pleasure, sexual pleasure, in destroying beauty. Yet, sex does not give him pleasure. I have never really understood why. My mind doesnt work that way. But I allowed him to destroy me because he says I am beautiful. He says he isn't going to let me go. This excites me and scares me at the same time. Just thinking about it, typing this, my first blog, makes my heart race. I am freightened, I tell him to forget about me.
