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Yes, I fucked up. I didn't make the wrong choice, God no, but I shouldn't have let myself be put in a situation where I had to make a choice. Yes, I know this is far from ideal, but from the point where Harry told me she wanted more, I think I handled the situation as best I could, following what had already gone on. Things could be worse. Perhaps. Actually, choosing Harry would have probably been easier, but it wouldn't be what's right for me, so..... Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit shit. Now Mice is phoning Harry, God knows what to say, don't give a fuck any more. Meet Cynical Bastard James. He's back to play for a bit. Now fuck off, all of you. I'm off to screw my life up some more.


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