So I thought I was pregnant from the doofus who pretty much raped me. Not that I want his child but I would have loved to be pregnant and have a baby. Well I gotta say it, unfortunately, I'm not preggers.
Damn, I already planned out how I'd tell my mother the news and shit.
It'll happen when it's the right time, if it happens at all. Guess there are better ways and times to get and be pregnant.
Life has been pretty normal. Work and rest, work and rest. Spending my weekends at my mother's.
Will go out now to read my Wicca book. The weather is quite nice for a change.
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