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Writing So of course on that fateful night I had to go and make some very stupid mistakes,
Of course, which included copious amounts of drinking on my part.
Blacking out was just the beginning.
Do I regret it?
I am not sure yet.
I have yet to see him again and it has been a week.
Not that I am expecting anything,
It is just that I am slightly fearful of seeing him again.
I don’t really know what the outcome of my little excursion was of what he chose to tell people.
No repercussions as yet accept excessive amounts of joking around which make me feel uncomfortable because of my insecurities.
I think I am pent up and just waiting for a fateful bomb to drop out of the sky on me and something disastrous to come out and make me a joke in front of everyone.
