last night as i was talking to the TTHM on a cool porch overlooking the river and downtown st. paul, he asked me about the outlaw. and i told him and it was then when i realized that exactly one year ago today, the outlaw was supposed to be here to meet me, and he didn’t come. what a difference a year makes. i hope i am never that girl again, that girl i was a year ago.
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