"She taught me how to dance. We actually met at a graduation party. I was the only one not on the dance floor, and her friend bet her that she couldn’t get me to dance. I’d already said ‘no’ to ten girls, but she talked me into it. We were together 55 years. She died eight years ago, but I still dance every day."
(Mexico City, Mexico)
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I just wanted to let anyone who is reading this know that if you’re feeling lonely, suicidal, want to cut, feel fat, feel worthless or anything that I’m here, and I care. So if you need someone to talk to, I’m happy to be that someone. And you don’t even have to follow me, that’s not what this is about