Saturday, January 16, 2010

Make the same mistake twice

Me and Skye are really good friends again. I told her everything that happened. And I cried because I'm a fucking pussy. But she cried too. Because she cared. I already feel like a part of me is restored. I'm feeling positive. Especially because I know she'll help me pull through.
But I don't remember if we used protection or not because I was so drunk. This month is going to be hell. If she's pregnant is it my responsibility to stay with her even though I didn't do anything? It was not my choice. Would she keep it? Abortion? Would her parents make us get married?
This is why I'm lucky to have Skye. She helps me forget when I don't want to remember.
Peace.

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