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Band Aids anyone?

In reality, I never had a problem when the plaster had to be ripped off. Only when it came to tooth removals I'd get freaked out.

When it comes to relationships, the blessed taking out of the plaster or tooth or whatever you want to call it, is something I have experienced very less. The process is quick, short, nerve wracking and hell on the psych. What follows is a major "moment of truth" kind of situation. And this moment could last for a few seconds to I don't know how long.

Thankful to have best friends arounds during these times. It's still an 'ouchy' if I let myself think of it. Right now, I'm glad that I can look at it and move on.

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