I'm a whore. If you don't believe me, ask Zach. Wait, no. Zach is a whore. If you don't believe him, just ask me. Our date was a disaster. No sex, but definately some heavy petting, and I felt sick afterwords. I didn't like him. He didn't like me. He just wanted to take advantage of me because I was trying to get over something. No, I
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