It's not what I did today that I'm going to tell you all about. It's what I did last friday night...and that happened to be my "friend's" girlfriend. I say "friend" with quotes because obviously he's not truly a friend of mine if I'm willing to do what I did.
My life has been going bat sh1t crazy lately and I $#@!ing love it. I always have something to think about now and something to scheme over. In a totally and completely morally debased way I am enjoying this chaos because I'm finally saying $#@! it and taking what I want, when I $#@!ing want it. I just couldn't stop myself when I saw the dress slip off that 36D-24-36 body hot D4MN!!!!!!

I don't feel good about this at all but that's why I enjoy it so much. I've always been a fairly moral person and to just completely abandon that and everything else moral that HAS NOT been doing anything positive for my life feels liberating. I've tried telling the truth, I've tried love, I've tried being an honest and decent person. And I'm still in the same place I was 5 years ago. Alas, these are all just silly justifications for being a d1ckhead.
You see what happens when I don't have F1 every two weeks?!?!





Judge me if you like. It's ok, I deserve it and the hole in Hell that I'm going to burn in one day. I just thought I'd share this fun story because I haven't told a soul I know and I don't plan on it any time soon
