JstAnotherSub
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Call it what you will, I have to type. Turn your head if you don't want to hear a royal ass whining cussing raging vent. My cousin ran away at the age of 52. She took off to live with a dude in New Zealand. They have never met, but they have chatted for hours and hours and they are IN LOVE!!!! She did this without telling her family or oldest dearest friends, (of which I am one), and, well, we, the above family and friends have been worried and hurt and pissed as hell. Then there are her "on-line" friends, who have told us how we are haters and how dare we think it is right for us to do anything but wish her well and wish her happiness. I wish her happiness, hell I hope she has found her bliss, but the earthquake she left in her wake here makes the earthquake that got her stuck in Sydney for several days seem like a lil rumbling. We ran away when we were teens. Shit, we did all kinds of things when we were teens, and enjoyed every moment of it. No regrets at all, all of those things made us who we are today. Except, she is fucking insane obviously, cause she had run away at the ripe old age of 52. So, I and my family are all insane for thinking this could have been done differently, and I am good with that. Damn I feel better, but I swear I just read this and Termy came to mind for some reason. Someone hold me! (and congrats, Term, on the cleaning out the body thing)
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