The Painter...an old story

The summer had started out like most summers do, very hot. Work had taken a bit of a slow down and I really had needed to think about what direction my life was taking. Shelly, my best girlfriend w
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Tracee:
I don't want to break up with him, especially because he is going through a rough time right now (his mom has breast cancer), but I'm not sure I can do this much longer.
(31 August 2016)

Tracee:
We're young and we're not getting married or anything so I don't understand why my parents won't allow us to date.
(31 August 2016)

Tracee:
He treats me better than anyone ever has and I know I shouldn't say I love him yet, but I really feel like I do.
(31 August 2016)

Tracee:
He didn't graduate high school, but he realizes how unhappy I am at home and is willing to pay for me to move out and support me until I can do it myself.
(31 August 2016)

Tracee:
We've been dating for 4 months, before we started dating he tried to ask for my parents permission but my mom gave him a bs reason, then after he left started screaming at me for trying to date someone like him.
(31 August 2016)

Tracee:
I love him so much and I don't want to break up with him, but I know I can't hide him forever.
(31 August 2016)

Renetta:
How would you feel if a hot blue eyed brunette with braces started talking to you?
(31 August 2016)

Renetta:
She's 20. She would be a 10 without the braces.
(31 August 2016)

Alease:
Is it weird for me to like a freshman boy when I'm a junior?
(31 August 2016)

Alease:
She doesn't mind but everyone else seems to think it's really weird and I want an honest opinion from outsiders.
(31 August 2016)