good sex always has bad consequences.

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my brain is in a state
of absolute panic, heart
racing a million miles
per hour, hoping against
every hope—please, please,
please (words to fucking
choke on)—tell me this can't be
happening to me, i'm not,
i'm not
, i'm not
pregnant.

a/n: 27 October 2009.
& no, I'm not pregnant.