You used to call me on my cell phone

My phone was taken from me at the club last night, and it bothers me more than it should. Because I screwed up again and I should have been shy after being bitten twice. Young wild and free? More like young wild and downright careless... :-( I need to pick up my own mess and get moving again.

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Today, he held my hand and squeezed it tight, like he last did a decade ago. Then he looked at me and told me to go.