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Conor:Moving on… Do you mind me asking why it’s a trigger?
Star:I don’t mind. We’re sharing, aren’t we?
Conor:Sharing IS caring.
Star:Uh huh.
Star:It doesn’t have anything to do with being a sex slave, ironically enough. This started a long time ago.
Star:My mom had died and my dad derailed. The record company tried to get him to cancel this massive tour they were doing but he refused.
Conor:Noxxfest?
Star:Of course you know that lol.
Conor:I was pissed that Da wouldn’t let me go. Plus, I remember when Gerry Sullivan derailed.
Star:Yup. He was stoned out of his mind most of the time. I lost him then, I think. That was like the first phase of us pulling away from each other.
Conor:I’m sorry.
Star:Don’t be. Shit doesn’t always work out.
Conor:You’ve lost a lot of people.
Star:That’s just how it is with me. I probably could have gotten a job at Walmart and I’d have figured out a way to alienate the people around me.
Conor:I think you’re too hard on yourself.
Star:I think it’s sweet that YOU think so.
Conor:We don’t always have to believe in ourselves, but it’s nice that those who matter can believe in us FOR us.
Star:Maybe. Anyway, there was a code I had to learn.
Conor:Like a computer code? Alarm code?
Star:No. If he was playing a certain album, he was fucking a roadie.
Conor:Is it bad that I want to know which album?
Star:Probably. It was Sweet Satan Pie.
Conor:That’s a sick album.
Star:For me, it’s sick but it hits differently lol.
Conor::/
Star:Hot Fuxx Sunday meant he was getting high. Usually on shit that made his tour bus stink like an opium den.
Conor:Jesus. Were you travelingwithhim?
Star:I was supposed to, but I spent a lot of time on Savannah’s bus.
Conor:That must have been a tight fit.
Star:It was. But we made it work. Her family has always been like my family too. Well, it used to be.
