Lately all of my friends have been pressuring me to write a book about the ridiculous experiences of my life (dating life mostly). So, I figured I would start here and see how it goes. I’m sure there are many stories that I have blocked out. I will write them as they come to me and I will try to get the dates somewhat right but these are in no way going to be in chronological order. Also, I am not a writer at all so please forgive my spelling and punctuation.

Some people might say I’m a “slut” (definitely not my friends….glass houses). I’d like to think that I am just experiencing life and having a great time doing it. I can’t say that I’m “proud” of all of my decisions but I can say that I have always been safe and have almost never felt like I was in any kind of danger.

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