and now that i'm buzzed on wine...i can explain what happened.
"he's" not going to see me before i leave. "he's" too fucking busy, or selfish or hateful.
i want to let him go. i NEED TO LET HIM GO. and here's the proof:
him: 2:30 in the morning? me: okay. well i guess i'll talk to you later
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I don't know, these are just thoughts which occur.
I'm sure I've asked - where in France are you going? And will you still be able to let us know how things are going?
take care x
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