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I just remembered something very important that I feel like I should cop to.
I once had phone sex with a wrong number when I was 18. At my parents’ house. I hadn’t even left for college yet.
Wait ’til I tell my therapist; that’s going to be awesome
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You tramp!! Did you dial the wrong number, or did the phone ring at your house??? That is actually hilarious, did you let your fingers do the talking? Were you handsfree? Was roaming involved?
why did your friend swear at you earlier ?
Good grief, Mela!
Did I not feed you right? Did my Puritan upbringing cause a rebellion in you. Really. The phone?
I love you always well because you’re the sweetest daughter God ever gave a mom.
Love,
Mother
You guys, did you tell your therapist yet? What did she/he say?