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The next day I wake up rested and calm as always when Steven is not there. And suddenly I get a call. It's Andy. My best friend! I wanted to share all the gossip with her.“Hey! Ciao Andy! How are you? I am fine darling, thanks. I was planning to make a cake. A consolation cake, you know. For my step-son, yes, yes, luckily Steven is gone for a while.”I laugh and Andy laughs at the phone too.“You know that I love Steven, it is just that I am not made for married life. Things get so boring. By the way, I'll explain to you. Okay, do you remember my stepson? He was dating such a bitch. Yes. We had a chat yesterday night and, I mean, this little guy is completely enamoured with her!”“He just dotes on her and I think he's such a sweetheart. I simply just think she's a complete idiot for telling him she is not sure they are gonna see each other again. Yeah! She said so! Isn’t that super bitchy? And then, c’mon, no there's no particular reason, she probably just got bored. Mark has no idea
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Pleasure is another word for pain. Just think a second about that. When a guy hurts your feelings, but then he gets sorry and begs for pardon, coming back to you? WOW. That’s satisfying. Or when your boss tells you in front of everyone that you didn’t do right, but the next month you come back to the presentation day, as the best job employee, the Queen of the day? That’s cool.American movies taught us that to fail and to feel pain is another word for having success in life. And I am cool with that. I think they discovered something deeper. I'm a masochist: this means I get pain from pleasure. Precisely so. Then, well, I know it sounds weird or even wrong, but it is so damn right. The problem is only that not so many people share this feeling with me.It all started when I was almost twelve, I was a little female tender child, and one day I left the house alone without saying anything to my father. I had learned to put on a coat, hat, and shoes and to open the door of the house. I wen
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