16
Jan
13

I fucked up

I fucked up last week.  I fucked up in ways everyone recommends against, and I’d be lying if it didn’t scare me.

I was messaging someone on fetlife and they asked if I wanted to get lunch and I said yes.  They offered to pick me up because I hate driving and lack the ability to parallel park.  We set a tentative date and I gave him my address.  He felt safe, and I’m a pretty good read of people, most of the time. He never solidified our lunch date, and I have no idea if he fell off fetlife, or what. 

In short, I fucked up, and it scares me.

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