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Funny story: just a couple of weeks after she had gotten back from teaching abroad in Korea, we went to a little kick back and my drunk ass started crying to her about my relationship woes. Never mind that I hadn't talked to her in a year. I'm convinced that if it had been anyone else I would have died from my own humiliation. I just don't allow myself to be that vulnerable to just anyone. But with Caroline, it's therapeutic.
She just exudes a great aura of comfort and love, how could I not?

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