scott, annie v.

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My name is Annie Valentina Scott. Are you going to pretend like you don't already know my details? Fuck off. .................................................. .................................................. STAY AWAY FROM THE ONES YOU LOVE TOO MUCH. THOSE ARE THE ONES WHO WILL KILL YOU. It began before I knew it would, before I knew I would eventually fail it. It began with Dane, even if it was never about him, but meeting Dane would be the catalyst for what eventually happened afterward. Of course, the biggest mistake of my life was marrying him in Vegas, not for the implications of marriage, but what I inevitably lost in its wake. I wake up in the morning now and I don't think about it. This has come from months -- a year, even -- of practice. There are many choices in my life, and this one in particular, that I wish I could return like a broken good, exchange for my money or credit, or my time. While I might be well versed in material things and return policies and monetary value, I didn't know what the worth of a person was to me until I didn't have him anymore. I know, right? After all this time, I question it myself. It looms like a great angry wound, and yet then again it doesn't: Percy. What have I done in my year without him? I've moved on. I stopped trying to get him back; that's all he ever really wanted from me, I think. Dane and I got divorced from each other in Christmas of last year, but I didn't call to tell him -- he'd read about it in the papers anyway. I deleted my Google Alerts on his name, unfollowed him on Insta and Twitter and deleted the photos of us. Of course, they still exist, but I pretend on my social media that he never did. This has been beneficial for me in a way, and it makes it easier to move on, made it easier to fall in love with my fiancee. That's the other thing I want to make loud and clear. I didn't love Dane when I married him the first time. We had fun, we were crazy, the sex was good in a way that differed from the sex with Percy but neither partner meant the other was less. Percy, however, was ... is, the love of my life. In the wake of my sister's divorce she told me something important: "Sometimes we lose our soul mate, and that's okay". I think she's right about that, that it's possible to lose our soulmates, that it can be okay. I think I'm okay with it now. I like to think I wouldn't have agreed to marry Dane if I wasn't. A lot of people discount our relationship because they think I still love Percy, or that I still want to be with him, or that I'm not happy with what I've got. They're wrong. I don't know if I had the choice again between the two who I would choose. I think I'd put a lot more thought into this time. We're due to be married in the spring. The rock he gave me is bigger than I could've imagined he would ever afford -- I'm not being a brat by saying that, it's just massive. He proposed Christmas Eve, the one present I was allowed to open. I said yes under the Christmas tree even though we've only been talking again for a month. Things went a little sour after last Christmas when our mother's got involved, and got a bit better this November. I'd gone 11 months without talking to either of them. But I'm a fool, and not the Daisy Buchanan type either. Just a regular fool. .................................................. .................................................. MOVE IN DAY WITH SISTER. CALABASAS NEIGHBOURSSS XOXO LICK LICK KISS KISS BITCH BITCH

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