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Valentines Day Massacre

I'm sure a lot of you had a really great day, maybe even more of you got cards and presents. Me ? I got a phone call.

Bizarre isn't it, to get a call from someone you cared for and loved, telling you all the twists of her life, her love found and lost and complaining that no one had sent her a thing, no card, no flowers, no present.

I guess we all make decisions we regret later. Ones that were rash or wrong, ones which didn't work out how we wanted. Maybe the best thing we can do in life is to treat people well. Not to hurt them, or at least if we have to to do it once and not to return to the scene of the crime again and again to remind yourself, and them, of what might have been.

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