Damn, I miss that boy of mine. It really sucks that he works an early day shift and I work a late evening shift. He's usually back at the motel and asleep by the time I make it home. Not talking for days really makes the being 400+ miles apart even harder sometimes.
Confessions of Jessibelle
The truth hurts. I'm sorry. There's no holding back this time.
If you know me in real life, consider yourself warned.
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