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All American Nightmare
*Living.Dead.Girl*


Age: 26
Sex: F
State: Michigan

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Went out Sunday, December 06, 2009

So Mike and I went to the bar over the weekend. We are trying to get a long. I think he just wanted to get me drunk so we could have sex. I can't have sex when he is drunk because I hate it. It isn't good at all when he is drunk. He can't even make himself cum after like an hour and I'm already done and he gets all mad. Anyways when we went out I had probably like 3 beers and a few shots which is about all I will drink, I had a nice little buzz going. When we were out I saw this guy that I used to like. His name was Brandon. I haven't seen him since the summer of 2004 when I graduated high school. He still looked the same.I remember he was also nice to talk to and gave me advice and stuff he was a really nice guy. He was with a bunch of people. He looked like he was having fun. I wonder if he would even remember me at all? Probably not I'm guessing. I wonder if I would even have the guts to go up to him and just say "Hi do you remember me?" lol but no I'm not that kind of person. It's weird because I hardly see people out that I knew in the past but maybe it's because I'm not looking for them or even really paying much attention either.

 

 




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