Wednesday, January 4, 2012

in the real though.
What the hell? i thought we singed a fricking contract. and what, you've done it 8 fucking times?  i love the both of you, and i don't have a problem with sex. but listen, that not ok sweetie. in your car too? come on, both of you are better than that. and what if you really are pregnant? what is your mom going to say? i understand the condom broke, you can't do anything about it. and when he was telling us, i had to calm her down. and say "sex happens" "it could be worse" "guys it's not that big of a deal" well shit!! it really is, isn't it? i know, i have no room to speak, because if i was in that situation i wouldn't own my v-card anymore either. but it's none of my business.

and you reading it's none of your business either.

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