September 5, 2008

Nothing could ever be the same after that night….

At this point in my life I don’t regret much, but I do regret the night I left you in that rainy parking lot in Newark, Delaware to go back to the hotel with that Jamaican man.

As I look back on that night, I realize it was the night that changed everything, and nothing could ever be the same after that night.

It all came down to that club parking lot, drinking rum, and burning with anger when I got into the car with him.

Submitted by: Shaw

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