Wind Gusts

No, I didn’t call ’cause I’m a pussy (yes, that’s all). It’s really all my fault that when the moment came I balked because I’m terrified of losing – and I don’t even win much! I sit myself out of each game because to me there’s no rush to be exposed to my shortcomings when I’m so confident now. I used to be different and no I’m still not quite sure how I came to be such a pisser. Where is my girl – “the love of my life”? I’m pathetic. Oh I miss her.

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~ by perfectionatrix on February 25, 2011.

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