a new beginning?

by nabsleuth

"The thing is House, I don't like you." Those were the last words my best friend said to me in two years. I screwed up. I was always screwing up. Ever since my leg injury, I was miserable all the time. Pain that would never go away, I felt I should never be happy. Wilson was my best friend, the only friend I really have ever had. He has put up with me through everything uncondit

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ok i'm going to try this a third time. i am so sorry, new computer and i think i have FINALLY figured it out so i will be reposting this story, you can find it on my page under the same title, i will eventually delete this mess. i'm solely copying and pasting what i had intentionally tried to write here. i do read all reviews, i love them. thank you