The Biggest Mistake I Ever Made, or, The Gun-Jumpers Guide to Hindsight
It was three months ago today that I opened my big, fat mouth, took a ring out of my pocket and asked the love of my life to join me in wedded bliss.
If you're reading this, DON'T EVER DO WHAT I DID. Just trust me on that.
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Since the little contact I have with you occurs right here, I only get brief glimpses into what's going on in your life and how you're dealing with it. As a result, I feel myself filling in the gaps with assumptions and conjecture.
Reading this post, and the one below it, I have to ask.... everything going alright?
Eh. Yeah. I just miss my friend I lost touch with. And the times my boyfriend didn't hold me at arm's length, back when he was interested in what I had to say and didn't seem like he was punching a clock every time we hung out. Those times stopped when I did what I did. Go me.
Sometimes we look to the past because we don't like what we see happening in the future... Just wanted to make sure that you're alright.
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