I broke my rules, and something's gonna happen to punish me in return, I could just feel it. But in my defense, I'be been through a lot tonight... through weird internet talk and a girl touching her non-bf's penis in front of company... through marital spats and men in kilts, along with a 17-yr-old's band playing Blink wannabee tunes.
But now i'm back at home, 5am (talk about me using up my wkends well) just in time to delete some posts in case a boy (who won't remember this website) decides to read up on me. I'll keep most of them up, cuz hey, i got nothin to hide, but that one about me givin oral, that's gotta go, it's common knowledge anyway.
Sidenote: the #'s game really does make me sound like a whore (though it's only talked about to my friends and in the blog, but that's unfortunate). Sigh, ending on a happy note, i break rules cuz I'm a rebel, and mint has never tasted so good, so... no regrets.
... it still shocks me that people even pretend to give me a chance ...
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