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2005-11-02 - 10:56 p.m. "She wore faded jeans with soft black leather. I can't even write about this. I suppose he was totally blacked out and not knowing what he said. This makes me sad but I know I just need to keep my distance to stay sane and right. I feel good about what happened but sad since it can't be something that happens when we are sober. I also can't believe I slept with someone who threw up so much. His head must have hurt terribly. Quotes What kind of music are you thinking about? HIM: Stevie Nicks HER: The Beatles. You are beautiful, here, here Where do you like to be touched. Then he touched my breast, my head, and my crotch. I can't be what you want or need. I just want to be with you I love your breasts. I want to memorize your face. You are gifted Why do I always sleep with guys who have single beds. Do I smell? This was after I farted so that was weird. What is up with that? I don't want you to go, stay with me. Do you feel safe with me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's weird how we fit on that bed. I don't feel crowded or smooshed. It's probably because it's on the floor.
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