D-Day 3(Night)

Just got home.

Had a HUGE SILLY confrontation with the woman of my life.

SUPER STUPID ME.

I was lucky enough to get a call and I screwed it up.

Once again I failed the test.

I must stop using offence as defence.

For all I've done, I deserve to be tried and tested again.

I don't wanna screw up anymore. I hate screwing up.

At least one little good thing came out of this episode, she still cares about me.

Whatever the case, I won't do what I did again tonight to prevent further misunderstandings.

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I write cos I have no one else to turn to.

Reading this is a choice so please don't judge me just cos I write what I feel.

I don't write when I'm in one of those "moods". I write when I'm calm and composed. So everything you see in these entries are what I really feel.

I'm not trying to gain sympathy.

I know I gotta go through trials and tribulations to get Bebe back in my life.

I wanna be deserving and make her happy, not fear me.

I will try til I can't try no more.

So please, until I throw in the towel, I'm still very much in the fight, giving it every ounce of energy I have.

I want her back and I will try til I can't try anymore.

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Saturday 18th August 2007. I might get a bit of sunlight for a while.

Good night.