Bad Boy Gone Good insisted on speaking with me about our breakup. He had some points. He talked until my phone battery died.
Today he arrived on my doorstep with a new phone and a scented candle. I've decided to give him one more date. I know I know. First impressions should not be ignored.
But one more date won't kill me.
Of course, he's the dude with the guns so... if I don't show up for work and the murder weapon is a 9 mm please bring his photo (below) to the police.
Seriously, I can make a man MAD.
I can't reach out from the grave but I can reach out from the blog with your help.