Friday the 13th Part V - A New Beginning

We need to start over. I don’t know where, I don’t know how. I wont beg and I wont booed to ask you to be my wife. But I am here. You know where to find me and I will always be here. Some serious questions and thoughts have presented themselves this week, but i just want our beautiful moment, our lives have been wracked with enough trauma and pain. I just want to give you the thing I’ve always wanted you to have, you’re safe in my arms, you’ve always known that.

I know what my responsibilities are. And maybe it is time to start over. We have that option we have always had that option.

I will always do what’s right by you and our son. Even if it costs me personally. Thats not even a question. And I have my reasons for standing my my ground all these years. It’s just the rules of engagement have changed. We are in a better place now regardless of where we are.

It’s been five years since you sent those messages and we finally made peace. I should have chosen you then. Im sorry I didn’t. Im choosing you now. When you’re ready.

It’s been 24 of my 48 years and I have never forgotten the meal at Casadora’s. Or the fact that I still have the hemp necklace from that night. You have been part of me half my life. That’s how I know we are forever. It just has to come.

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Cowabunga.

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Fall Of Cybertron III: Where’s Poochie.

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Fuel Injected Suicide Machine.

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