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Originally Posted by KurtCobain
lumpy and gonzo... I love them.
Me and my wife have known each other our whole lives.
Our parents baby sat us before we could even talk. So, I've known her longer than my brother even.
At eleven my mom went to prison, so I moved into Angie's mom's basement. We were best friends, always hung out. So with nothing to do we started ****ing, and did all the time for like a year. No parental supervision is always the kicker. She got pregnant, she was 12, I was 13. She got an abortion and she became a really ****ed up and depressed kid and we didn't talk much for a couple of years, and I started using heroin around that time, in the eighth grade..
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Then we started "dating" freshman year. She convinced me to stop using, and she was my world. my mom went back to prison and I started taking care of my dad who was bed confined my whole life. Ang got pregnant again, lack of parental supervision, and stupid bonehead moves by me, and yeah, she was keeping that one. That was our daughter. She was born, my mom got out of prison and we were all happy. Then a month later my dad died. I started using again, and me and ang were on and off for three years until I went to prison....