Biography
from the moment i saw you, i felt something.
i looked you in the eye, hoped for the best, took your hand and walked away with you by my side.
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im still here, in the same spot you left me to wait for you while you wandered off starting new adventures with a new somebody.
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if love is:
feeling betrayed every time you come back, only to be swooned all over again
waiting patiently for you every night to make sure that youre alright
listening to all your problems and making them my first priority
instead of being left with rosy cheeks and a shy smile, im left with salty tears and a frown
being disappointed every time you say youll change
"maybe next time", "not now", "busy" playing on repeat
desperately trying to mold you into a father figure for our offspring
feeling manipulated but still willing to stay
changing myself to be the best mother and best partner i can just for you, while you continue to be reckless and inconsiderate
pulling this relationship through the tough times myself
knowing that i'll still be right by your side even if you never change
staying loyal
seeing through your imperfections and supporting you through anything
your version of i love you: "i love you for what you do for me" instead of "i love you for you"
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then i guess love is what i have
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Breeding Info
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| Personality
people pleaser . extrovert . warm, gentle voice . lovely companion . opposite of her mate, simper . loyal . maternal; motherly . sweet . loves nature . patient . kind . will defend anyone but herself . insecure .
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she is desperately in love with simper but realizes their relationship is toxic and abnormal, yet she still is willing to stick with him because she believes she can improve him and mold him into a father figure for their pups.
Preferences
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Special Skills
the first time our hands clasped together, mine silky and smooth and yours rough and cracked; it felt like a promise. every time our fingers intertwined, it was you saying
"please help me. i need you here. by my side."
and so i stayed because i heard your plead.
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the first time we exchanged a kiss, your hand cradling my face ever so gently as my eyes closed in bliss; it felt like you sharing unspoken words of appreciation. dumping your emotions into one kiss because you werent brave enough to speak out about how you thought you felt because you were scared you were wrong.
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the first time we hugged, your arms closing around me and pulling me closer and your chin resting on my head as i tucked myself against you: it felt like i was safe. your hugs brought me so much comfort, i felt so reassured. felt like everything was going to be fine.
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the first time you cheated, i felt my world shatter; felt my heart turn to glass and break. you told me
"it was an accident. i couldnt think straight. you are the best thing to happen to me im so sorry. it wont happen again."
and so i closed my eyes, let the salted tears roll down my face and believed you
. . . then it happened again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again; but im still here, waiting for the day i can finally believe your words.
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the first time you made me insecure, it felt like i had swallowed something i wasnt supposed to as i held back tears and a lump formed in my throat. you told me
"you ever think about getting implants?"
i had to hold back a sob as i lied and said yes.
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thanks for the firsts
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