I made a woman pregnant; I made a woman pregnant. Keeps playing over and over my head. I f****d a girl when you ran out on me. No, I made a woman pregnant sound better. You left me; you run out on me and I ended up sleeping with another woman, and she’s pregnant with my baby.
Fuck. I cursed silently. I don’t know how to drop this f*****g bomb. Mia’s hairdryer is loud, so she doesn’t even hear me repeat the word f**k. I watch how my beautiful, perfect women dry her hair. While I lay on the bed, my head rested against the sideboard. Have you ever sit and watch someone, someone you love, and it scares the s**t out of you to even look at them? To feel what you feel and do not know how to communicate your feelings? We’ll neither did I until now. I have a complete conversation with myself in m
