Release Date: March 26, 2018
universe is trying to tell you something when you get struck by lightning, but
only after getting hit on by the elderly, almost getting run over by a semi,
and running into the one who got away.
Why do they say it like that anyway?
Like I accidentally lost her when she was the one that got in the car with my
best friend and left me.
The day after I proposed.
We were eighteen.
I wanted forever.
She didn’t.
It’s been ten years.
I tried to move on, tried to get married, had that same wedding crashed by my
now best friend who says the only way for me to stop pissing off the universe,
is to gain closure with the one woman I can’t forget.
So I do it.
I embark on a journey down memory lane that not only lands me in prison but on
the receiving end of a fist fight in front of the entire town, this naturally
happens after drunken pool sex, climbing the same girl’s window, and getting
threatened at gunpoint by her father.
To say the universe is trying to tell me something anything, is a giant
understatement.
I just hope I survive the message.
And then, I hope I survive her—again.
left nothing to the imagination, it barely covered nipple for that matter, and
the bottoms? Well she had to keep adjusting them lets just say high school
bathing suits ten years later look small.
shot, took it, then sucked the lime he held out in front of her.
made him grin harder as he kept handing out alcohol to parents of
toddlers.
retirement, stock portfolios, vacation time, and babies.
Babies.
towards the pool and did a giant canon ball.
my gaze was so tranfixed on her erect nipples I’m surprised nobody pulled me
aside about my current situation of arousal.
popped up and saw Max follow, balls first, in my face.
balls.
running.”
times, isn’t that what you wanted? So we could have closure?”
pinned her against he side of the pool.
it pounded into my ears the way I wanted to pound into her.
my waist.
vodka over our heads.
leaned in and licked it off her chin.
call the cops!”
music blared. “Plus, we already got our cop here.” He pointed while I took
another shot.
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she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting
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