Wednesday, April 29, 2009

88. Fucking Eric

Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Why don't you call when I want you to? And why did you tell your mom? I could have told you that that was going to happen. Now you probably fucked up that chance we could have had, you realize this, right? Fuck...now what am I supposed to do? Now that you won't be able to sneak away to come see me? Now that your mom will probably be suspicious of you and me now. Also, now that your sister knows and she hates me. But, you know what? None of that really bothers me much, but it is the fact that now, the little chance that we could have had for dating, at least for a little while, is totally out of the question. Fucking Eric... good job at fucking up... though I suppose I know you didn't mean to.

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