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Noestre
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Reminds me of my first girlfriend. She was very pretty, and was good with getting what she wanted. I would practice some drums, and she would just bust in and sit there staring angrily at me until I stopped playing. She then wanted me to do stuff for her, or buy stuff for her. She was constantly craving attention.
After awhile I got so pissed that I just broke up with her. She got very angry and threatened with suicide if I left her(she was the kind of type to break up with you instead of visa versa). It all turned ugly because she actually tried to off herself, so I could take the blame for it. She survived though, and is still going through men at a fast rate.
It may have turned me into a cynical bastard, but atleast I know that I should not buckle under someone elses opinions. Especially drumming which means so much to me.
After awhile I got so pissed that I just broke up with her. She got very angry and threatened with suicide if I left her(she was the kind of type to break up with you instead of visa versa). It all turned ugly because she actually tried to off herself, so I could take the blame for it. She survived though, and is still going through men at a fast rate.
It may have turned me into a cynical bastard, but atleast I know that I should not buckle under someone elses opinions. Especially drumming which means so much to me.