I had SEX last night. Not just some sex, a bunch of sex. In the freakin' grass at the scary house on Dallas St. OMG! If I was scared I wasn't a virgin before, I am definitely not a virgin now. Definitely not. With Cato. I know but for real, it was so good. It was SO GOOD. And he's so skinny and it's freaky. Freaky as poo but sexy. I hate being so paranoid. If I think about things so much... I will start to think I'm preggers and that's going to be hell on my nerves. I hate when people talk about fucking politics. It's fucking gay. PEACE. Am I glowing? I surely fucking hope so!