Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Valentine Blunder

Fear is a motherf$cker. I think I blew it. In fact, I know I did. I became terrified and scared and impatient and panicked. I think the fact he may love me too, and planned to see me, became too much. It was too much. I just don't deal with this stuff well. That's why I write books.

I'm sorry.

What do I do now? I guess there is nothing to do. I  just need to let it go and move on.

Unbelievable. My one shot and I blow it. BAD.

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