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Today I found out I'm not pregnant. I am so excited about not having to get an unborn child sucked out of me, it doesn't even bother me that my cramps are pretty killer. Consequently, I restarted taking birth control the second I left the bathroom.
I've been doing little else than being obsessed with a certain owner of the Y chromosome. Said owner was the potential father of my non-baby. I keep worrying that I'm fucking things up, but I refuse to have any sort of talk. Maybe you shouldn't tell boys you like about your sex dreams with their best friends? Oh well, I doubt it.
I really do.
I've been doing little else than being obsessed with a certain owner of the Y chromosome. Said owner was the potential father of my non-baby. I keep worrying that I'm fucking things up, but I refuse to have any sort of talk. Maybe you shouldn't tell boys you like about your sex dreams with their best friends? Oh well, I doubt it.
I really do.