Saturday ends horribly as I MSN with Sarah until 1AM sunday. Too much information and all sounding like a horrible recurring dream, nothing new or original just a whole load of baggage dragging her down and me also (as I listen to it and allow it to effect me).
Again, I am the confident to a lady who doesn't seem concerned she is boring me to death.
It's like history repeating itself
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