Yeah. We Won. By A Forfeit
Yeah. The other team didn't even bother to show up. They forfeitted. So we practiced. I practiced so damn hard today, my left arm is now covered in bruises from swinging that bat so much.
That, and I must be out of my mind. Me and Robert. Yeah. You got it. Happy hour. I have no idea what to do now. He says "Not gonna be a one night stand, baby." But I figure it will. I broke me and Antoni's deal. I almost, could, should, regret it. But I don't. I needed a little spontanous moments in my life ... that, and I just needed a life in general. I shouldn't get pregnant, so I'll be fine. I needed a way to release though, life is just unbearable. The pressure for Wednesday, as it nears. Hell, I EARNED having a one time fan club. Though Robert is as clean as a whistle. I made him pull out those STD test results. I had to be safe.
Now, things with me and Chad? Going to go down hill. I'm going to let him off the hook. I can't do this to Chad. I care too much for him to hurt him like this. That, and the many others I hurt by this act. But Robert, he's going with Jen, and I with Chad? What made us draw together so suddenly? I mean, it's always been tense between me and Robert, even if half the time I want to smack the shit out of him. But yet ... yet ... there's sexual tension. We gave in, to satisfy our urges, and now it's growing stronger. Get this, I can't stand Robert, nor he to me, yet we got this BAD connection in other ways. Haha, it was funny when we started to do it. He was like "I know I pressured ye ... but I'm small, baby." He whipped his puppy out, and all I could call him was a liar. He was not small, and just barely FITTED. He laughed at me, saying how even a close seven incher looks huge to me. But that's all right. But now.
I'm quiet. I don't know why I gave in. I knew once a taste was taken, more would be wanted. He's wanting my schedule so we could meet up for another round. We started an addiction. I pray to God it doesn't destory us. Have mercy, dude, for I now have had two male partners.
As Always, Lindsay
That, and I must be out of my mind. Me and Robert. Yeah. You got it. Happy hour. I have no idea what to do now. He says "Not gonna be a one night stand, baby." But I figure it will. I broke me and Antoni's deal. I almost, could, should, regret it. But I don't. I needed a little spontanous moments in my life ... that, and I just needed a life in general. I shouldn't get pregnant, so I'll be fine. I needed a way to release though, life is just unbearable. The pressure for Wednesday, as it nears. Hell, I EARNED having a one time fan club. Though Robert is as clean as a whistle. I made him pull out those STD test results. I had to be safe.
Now, things with me and Chad? Going to go down hill. I'm going to let him off the hook. I can't do this to Chad. I care too much for him to hurt him like this. That, and the many others I hurt by this act. But Robert, he's going with Jen, and I with Chad? What made us draw together so suddenly? I mean, it's always been tense between me and Robert, even if half the time I want to smack the shit out of him. But yet ... yet ... there's sexual tension. We gave in, to satisfy our urges, and now it's growing stronger. Get this, I can't stand Robert, nor he to me, yet we got this BAD connection in other ways. Haha, it was funny when we started to do it. He was like "I know I pressured ye ... but I'm small, baby." He whipped his puppy out, and all I could call him was a liar. He was not small, and just barely FITTED. He laughed at me, saying how even a close seven incher looks huge to me. But that's all right. But now.
I'm quiet. I don't know why I gave in. I knew once a taste was taken, more would be wanted. He's wanting my schedule so we could meet up for another round. We started an addiction. I pray to God it doesn't destory us. Have mercy, dude, for I now have had two male partners.
As Always, Lindsay