Too late

Date: 3/4/2019

I was in a shitty crack house of sorts and had a snubbed nose 45. The cops came in and we’re patting everyone down. I wasn’t sure if I legally owned the gun or not. So I tried to shove it in my top jacket pocket. A tall guy white long black hair was in there. He was wearing a trench coat. I recognized him but my gut instinct told me this was a bad dude. I pulled my gun on him and back away slowly. He smiled and told me who he was. We used to surf together. We were both there for the same reasons. Drugs. I don’t know what kind. We chatted. The other part of it was this girl was talking to me trying to date me and I just wasn’t picking up on any of the hints. And I had Manuella and she was coming from Brazil. Finally I got a call from the girl. Andrea crying hysterically saying how she didn’t just want to Fuck me but she wanted to be with me and build a relationship. And I asked her why she didn’t say all this before and waited till I had a girlfriend. I told her I’m always direct about my feelings with people and wish people would be more like me so this Shit doesn’t happen. But I told her it was too late and now I have a GF and I’m not going to break someone else’s heart for your bad timing.