What a weird fucking night, man. First, reluctantly reunited
Then a late night run in with two girls I had known from the Expose "Gentleman's Club", one of which in whom I had confided every detail of my life and had failed to realize I really cared about until after she got knocked up and quit the bar - her disappearance being the main reason for my abandonment of said strip-joint (and all similar sinister establishments). I wish I had told her how much I have missed having someone I could talk to about anything; instead, I made some stupid remark about her having "popped one out." I sat there, across the room, trying not to look at her. I had the waitress put their bill on my tab without telling them, but $35.00 doesn't make up for assuming the affection between us had been based on money and lust. She was a good friend to me, and I wish I had been a better one to her.
Then a late night run in with two girls I had known from the Expose "Gentleman's Club", one of which in whom I had confided every detail of my life and had failed to realize I really cared about until after she got knocked up and quit the bar - her disappearance being the main reason for my abandonment of said strip-joint (and all similar sinister establishments). I wish I had told her how much I have missed having someone I could talk to about anything; instead, I made some stupid remark about her having "popped one out." I sat there, across the room, trying not to look at her. I had the waitress put their bill on my tab without telling them, but $35.00 doesn't make up for assuming the affection between us had been based on money and lust. She was a good friend to me, and I wish I had been a better one to her.
pixelsuicide:
Awww *hugs*... perhaps you'll get another chance to make it up to her 
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