I Was Wrong...
Oh God, why must I always jump into everything headfirst? Now I know I haven't written in a long while, but I didn't feel the need to record my growing friendship with Willie, nor my gradual distancing from Joe. What I've done now, however...God, I can barely even bring myself to write it!
Just the other evening I followed Joe to the cemetery since he's been acting so strangely, only to find...well...him kissing some mysterious blonde. Now instead of marching right up to them and demanding what was going on like a normal girlfriend, I fled and didn't look back.
I suppose I was in some sort of hurt haze, so I took off for the Old House due to Willie having been one of the people who'd warned me of Joe since the very beginning. He was kind enough to let me in and talk to me, of course, but after a few moments I realized that I didn't want him to talk to me. I...wanted him to kiss me. Now it wasn't for the reasons I thought originally, because I understand now that I was just hurting and was unintentionally sticking it to Joe. I didn't actually think Willie would accept my offer, but he did, and ... one thing led to another, and we ended up making love.
I suppose the worst part of this is that he was my first -- NOT Joe, and that the next morning I found out that that strange woman in the cemetery had sent Joe to the hospital! I'm sorry, I have to stop writing...I can't even face anyone, anymore!
Just the other evening I followed Joe to the cemetery since he's been acting so strangely, only to find...well...him kissing some mysterious blonde. Now instead of marching right up to them and demanding what was going on like a normal girlfriend, I fled and didn't look back.
I suppose I was in some sort of hurt haze, so I took off for the Old House due to Willie having been one of the people who'd warned me of Joe since the very beginning. He was kind enough to let me in and talk to me, of course, but after a few moments I realized that I didn't want him to talk to me. I...wanted him to kiss me. Now it wasn't for the reasons I thought originally, because I understand now that I was just hurting and was unintentionally sticking it to Joe. I didn't actually think Willie would accept my offer, but he did, and ... one thing led to another, and we ended up making love.
I suppose the worst part of this is that he was my first -- NOT Joe, and that the next morning I found out that that strange woman in the cemetery had sent Joe to the hospital! I'm sorry, I have to stop writing...I can't even face anyone, anymore!