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Her name was Allison. She was incontestably the most beautiful girl I have ever personally encountered, and for a time she was mine. Then she left. Borderline personality disorder. She never really loved me the way I loved her, she just needed an anchor for a while, and when I needed too much from her, she got rid of me. Cold and calculating, really. It's amazing how often cold and calculating gets dressed up in soft and snuggly.