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Tuesday 16.09.08 Gillingham 09:17

Location, the home of my youth, in front of the bath room that changes to a street in Måløy

A girl is standing in front of me, she is wearing a mask I look intently at her piercing her ayes; I know who she is, in the end she relents and takes the mask away. She looks pleadingly at me and begs me to stop. She was the second girl I ever loved with every bone in my body. But I was not good enough for her.

I look away, but when I return my gaze she has taken the form of my first girlfriend. She tells me that she has slept with my father’s uncle, a Norwegian fisherman. Out of everyone she could have slept with I feel she managed to pick the one that hurt me the most. I forgive her.