He betrayed me.
Now he's gone.
I thought I loved my uncle.
He doesn't know what love is.
He only wants to use me.
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I've realized that I can sum up my entire life with the statement of two very simple facts. And when presented together, they are so ironically juxtaposed that they are either sickening or hysterical. They are proof positive -- as if proof were needed -- that my life is nothing more than somebody's cruel joke.
Fact #1: I am fearless.
Fact #2: I am always running away.
There you have it: the sum total of my existence, Gaia Moore in a hermetically sealed nutshell. Pathetic, isn't it? A fearless girl who runs away? It's on par with being a stunningly beautiful girl who has to wear a paper bag...
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