And I know that Drew wants to have sex. It's really obvious, I'm just saying.
I know I'm not ready and I know he's using alcohol as a way to loosen me up when I do go to Ohio.
I care about him a lot, but...I really don't know. As much as one can sit around and giggle about sex and talk about dicks all the time, there's no way to actually be ready for this as a teen.
Am I right?
I mean, it's like when you "flirt" with you friends, you're a whiz at it, but when actually flirting, it's like screaming at someone like a monkey.
There's no way he's a virgin, I don't think. Or he's just really painfully, arrogantly confident.
It's my vagina, God dammit.
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