My paranoid ass is not pregnant.
Well, asses can’t get pregnant. But my uterus is sans zygote so that’s cool.
I JUST HAVE HAD A PARANOID DAY OK.
How did I let such a piece of TMI not end up on Tumblr?
Yesterday/today was the first anniversary of my sexual debut.
Yes I recreated it except it was a lot better and less bloody and my earring didn’t fall out and get stuck in my nose for a second.
P.S. Old family friend who now occupies the apartment: I did it in your bed. Hope you’re enjoying it. Next time I am wasted and I see you I might tell you this. Everyone should be prepared.
I keep all of my clothes on when I have sex, even a hat and scarf. I keep my shoes and boots on too, especially when I do it in the shower.
Today’s adventures in procrastination, Part 1: Take a leisurely bath (with bubbles!) instead of studying Biology.
To be continued…
(I did read over my notes for my final. But that hardly counts.)
I’m not answering this anymore.
Unless you’re going on a shopping spree at Victoria’s Secret for me!!!!!!! Then I’ll be happy to answer it for the 500th time.
My shower head is about six feet up the wall, and it’s immobile.
I can’t levitate, so I think that answers it.