HI, I CAN BE A CREEPY STALKER...
There are a few men scattered throughout my dense past who's stories, for one reason or another, never finished their arc in my life. It was simply time to go for whatever reason, and we amicably parted ways. One of these guys, Jamie, I met when I was at school out here in California during 2001-2002. It was April or May and my friend Rachel and I went down to the city one Sunday to meet up with my uncle and his friends at a salsa bar. Said salsa bar is PACKED on Sundays, with a live band and... Sign in to see full entry.