It ended up with me wincing in pain because he pressed upon my sunburn. I thought I was going to tear.
- If I’m prepared (like condoms, birth control and shit)
- If I’m okay with my sexuality
- How many people I’ve dated since we last saw each other
- How many women I’ve dated since we last saw each other
- Why I don’t have a job
- Why don’t I plan on going to a ‘real’ college
- If I’m sleeping with any of the people in the car that dropped me off(Greg, Zephyr, and Ray)
Not a fan of these family cookouts.
Oh, no, I didn’t scream; What the fuck are you doing up at five am?
Yeah, it wasn’t even him that had messaged me.