a piece of shit slut and I can't sleep because of it. I got trahsed and started to fuck this guy that I had an affair with years ago tonight, but thank god I stopped after less than a minute. I don't have any feelings for him. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. I swear Gia Carangi was trying to talk to me tonight. I was talking about her, "Atomic" came on, then a show about AIDS (during the act). She made me realize what was going on and I swear that girl is my guardian angel. I think I'm prey to the same demons that tormented her. Love on ya, Gia.
How so? I guess I am confusing people. I'm not going to explain Gia. You have to take a complete interest in her to know her story. I'm not going to sum up her life like that stupid HBO movie did. "Atomic" is a Blondie song that Gia was in the video for... and Gia died from ARC -aids related complex-. I asked for signs last night before it all started and I got them.
I know. He was grossing me out until I got drunk. I haven't been drunk in a long time and apparently the combo of drugs I have been mixing made things worse, but you're right. Not an excuse. I knew what I was doing. It just took a while to sink in. Luckily, it was about three thrusts into it.
damn thee trhusts into a bitch and she decides she's changed her mind?..... people have died for that
I'm happy that you're ok, Naus, but I'm a little concerned about the idea that alcohol is no excuse. If it isn't I have last weekend and the weekend before that to take some pretty gruesome responsibility for.
So what happened afterwards Nauseous? Did you put the kettle on and have a nice cup of tea and a little chat or something? The guy must have been Sooo frustrated! :twisted:
