Throwaway. This story happened about 8 years ago and is 100% true. I chose to write about this story primarily for myself because it is one of the most epic and vivid memories of my life as well as a constant spank-bank memory reference. This is the first time I have recounted an event that has occurred in my life. Feedback on how I recollect my memories, formatting, or provide details is greatly appreciated.
I was a young man, 22 years old. I had been dating this girl, Tracy, for about two years and things were going so-so. To be honest, I had contemplated breaking up with her at least once a day but felt too bad to actually go through with it. We lived together, and although she was a complete bitch most of the time her family was extremely kind and, coming from a broken family and experiencing that kind of family love for the first time, I simply couldn’t bring myself to go through with kicking her out of my place (yes, she lived with me).