I shoulda gone home but I was just so wound up from the concert I’d just been to. Tried to go home with my long time fuck buddy, even though I have a boy friend, but he went home to his “girlfriend”. pathetic. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS SMOKE SOME WEED!!!!!! and maybe get my fun parts played a little. So buddy sends me home and instead of catching a cab, I go home with these two goddamn persian playboys. We get a hotel room and proceed to SMOKE CRACK and fuck until the wee hours. As I write this, Im coming down from the crack, and my pussy’s sore and I am ashamed. Did I mention I have a boyfriend? A really really good one. Why do I keep cheating? this is twice in one week!
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