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Kristi and Keith, really, in real life they're inseperatable. It's beautiful. They're soo comfortable with dreaming. It's what I used to want, someone to just hold me and make dreams up with. My trust factor is for s**t though, it's been plowed over and ruined by people in my life. My family who betrayed me soo many times over, Charrisa Couch, William Mayor...Not to mention the little people that helped screw me up, kids from school, my first grade teacher whom I will never forget. I couldn't read like anyone else could so she said, "Mrs. Weaver I suggest you take your child to get assesed by a medical doctor," something along those lines. I turned out above average and such, but who cares. It's the point that I brought her a goosebumps book and she said, "You can't read this, it's above your level." So I learned to read over the summer, by myself, with dinosaur books and the help of Jurrasic park. I learned to read better than anyone else. William Mayor for taking my innocence as a sign it's okay to take candy from a baby. Two thousand and five hundred dollars worth of candy before I figured out he was going to ******** me over. I'd watched him do it to other people but I never thought he'd do it to me. Charrisa Couch for taking my trust and twisting it. I trusted you, you fat ******** b***h, and you took my teenage weaknesses and played me over with them. You used me for your own amusement, I wasted my popularity for you. I gave up my friends for you and defended you no matter what, but I should have listened to them. Micheal, I'm sorry I bawled all over your shirt, but this is all I need to tell you...I just can't spit it out. It sounds soo stupid and soo weak that these things would stay with me. I said something to him like, "I'm not sure I can...trust," and he said flat out, "Without trust a relationship means nothing." So I glanced up at him one more time before I buried my head in my arm. I was the one that made up the trust rule in this, I told him I wanted to know things that bothered him, I wanted him to be able to trust me with anything. But...now it's my problem.