So Before I continue my stories about Anais, I wanted to tell y’all the story about how I [20M] met my girlfriend Valentina [19F].
This ones got hella backstory so I’ll give those who are in a rush a little *************** to point em to the fun parts.
I met Valentina a couple months before I met Gertrude, my toxic ex from my last story. All the time I think about how nice it would have been, and how much shit we would’ve all avoided if I had just gotten together with Valentina before I met Gertrude, but that’s not what happened.
I met Valentina at this crazy local punk mecca that for anonymity’s sake I’ll just call the shithole. Now the shithole is an abandoned building in the middle of this empty industrial lot. It started as a place where a bunch of crusties used to squat but slowly over time it grew, and now the bottom floor is a makeshift venue for shitty local punk bands to play, and the upstairs is split between this sick anarchist zine library and a room with a bunch of couches people crash on that they call a hostel.