I Don't Give A Fuck

GET OUT OF MY BED;

I cannot handle this amount of adorable.

It’s like trying to calm a hyperactive child. And I mean that in an endearing way.

Bedroom. Five minutes, yeah?

You’re calm, yes?

I'm calm.

Oh god, don’t cry. No crying.

Okay that was too much I'm sorry.

So, now or later?

Now. Please.

Oh shut up loser. I wasn’t the one to make the move.

It doesn't matter who made the move. I'm happy for you. Let me be fucking happy for you.

You probably wouldn’t want me to model them for you anytime soon, would you?

Soooo, we did the sex. And it was the best frick frackin’ sex I ever had. I also asked him out.

I TOLD YOU. I TOLD YOU. I TOLD YOU.

People are gross.

So.. Last night was…interesting.

Details. Thank.

You can see my dick through one of them.

Of course not. 

Oh of course, some things will never change.

Nope.

So I just bought a whole bunch of new clothes. Different types of underwear included.

Neeew underweaar.

Not as bad as I used to be, anyway.

This is true. You've come a long way. Still an ass, though.