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mona loves you
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it was like a scene from Rules of Attraction. She was doing just to make him jealous and possibly get him instead, but it wasn’t what she wanted at all and in the end she was just puked on. She wasn’t even wet, why would this arouse her? she didn’t know him, she didn’t want him. she listened to his drunk ramblings and pretended to care and answered with “yea yea” s and “you are so right” she nodded and smiled sweetly. when it came time she just did it, why? at least she wasn’t a tease… that is what it came down to, she would rather be a whore who hooked up in a basement with a random guy that her friend’s friend brought to some dirty house party then be a tease. either name, label was harsh and neither were something to be proud of. she had lost respect for herself and couldn’t help but wonder what others were thinking, but she knew. she knew. she was know seen as easy and now anyone thought they could “get some”. this was much more than she had ever done before. days after with all the showers she still felt dirty and her mind still drifted to the memories of it. yes she had been drunk, or at least she had been drinking, and yes she knew what was happening, but she didn’t know what to do. she just did it. wasn’t this what she was supposed to do? no , no. well know she knows I guess. lesson learned? lets hope so. so on Saturday she sucked her third dick, got felt up by her fifth guy and made out with her seventh guy… only one does she wish to be her friend. three she will never see again, two she graduated with and one she wishes was just a little bit less dumb.
when did it become not enough just to feel that spark when he brushes your hand? I want those days back…. he made me shake, physically shake, that’s how intense it was for me just to touch his hand...
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