He gave me a piggy back ride to a party, I saw my two friends, a couple of whores with short dresses and too much makeup, they high-fived me while I was on his back. At the party, everyone was on speed or coke and just completely fucked up, I was worried about being molested as soon as I got there. Some man started touching my thighs and I started yelling for Matt, I saw him put some mystery drug into his mouth before coming to my rescue, we immediately leave and go into another room that is apparently my bedroom, though it has a couple people in it, we get into the bottom of a bunk bed and start going at it. The bunk bed is abnormally low and I feel like I can barely move or breath. His dick never really gets hard and it feels all bumpy, a beej doesn’t do the trick either. He’s completely out of it and he doesn’t have a condom. In my dream mind, I am annoyed because this is the second time this is occurring. I didn’t want to fuck a bumpy dick without a condom… and I woke up before I got a chance to find one.

When I woke up, I thought “Would I really fuck Matt Skiba with that receding hair line?” Answer- yes. And I hope he’s wearing eyeliner too. No shame.