Glee Rant:

Okay. I watched it. I told myself I wouldn't but I felt like I had to because it's the last season, at least Becca is going to be in it (though I have weird reasons as to why she is the only newbie to come back) and for the sake of Cory. He'd probably want us to watch us and support his Glee family.

So, what do I say?

FUCK SUE!

FUCK BLAINSKY OR WHATEVER THE FUCK THEIR NAME IS! FUCK THAT!

FUCK THAT THE NEWBIES ARE GONE!

I kind of like the New Newbies. The twins are interesting, Jane is alright and the other kid (Roderick I think his name is?) He seems alright too. Take On Me was a good number, seeing the Finn plaque was sad.

Oh, and speaking of Finn. I want to see more Daniel Finn Schuester (Danny) soon! Oh goodness seeing Will as a Dad is funny.

Hmmm, it was alright. I mean not as good as in the past, because of these stupid new people they're adding that I will literally never remember and getting rid of the Sophomores. I don't know what Jacob and Alex are up too (Becca and Jenna, if you follow either or both of them, are always hanging out) but Blake and Melissa are working on movies and such. Or so. Yeah.

Oh and btw, Chris needs some sort of award for his acting after Kurt was told that (SPOILER ALERT) Blaine and Dave were going out. His acting in the bathroom? Wonderfully amazing. He needs an award.

Fuck that, give him and Blake and Melissa and Becca some fucking Oscar Awards.

Alright, Glee Rant is over.

63. Darker Marley.

When I woke up in the morning I had remembered everything from the night before. How could I forget all of what had happened? Not just drinking, not just smoking and not just inhaling drugs. I had sex. I had sex with everyone at the party at least once or twice. I couldn't believe that me, Marley Rose, did something like that. Nobody would ever suspect me of doing something so...wild. At least like that. I rolled out of my bed and put on my skirt and top, just like I did last night, and left the room. Everyone was just starting to wake up too.

"Fuck shit...my head." Bobby said as he sat up. "Damn it, I wanna pancake."

"Damn, Freddie and what's her face twin left last night and just asking now if I can give them a ride back to Long Island...stupid idiot cousins."

"Uh, that was a fun party last night," Emily sat as I sat down next to her with the rest of them. "Let's throw another party tonight."

"Nah ah, unless it's somewhere else." Juliet said. "Roberta?"

"Sure, I get house cleaned up..." She muttered. "And it'll have to be tomorrow night too."

I sat there with them listening to them and even speaking myself. I didn't bring it up but I was waiting for someone to bring it up. All the sex we had last night. I was just expecting anything to be said about it. But no, not one person said a thing about it for a while. Even as Cole made everyone breakfast for us and we kept talking about different things in relations to movies and music and new drugs to try out (I'm excited about that the most) and what was new with the stars in New York and Hollywood, nobody brought anything up. I sighed. Why did I want someone to bring it up in the first place? I should be embarrassed and yet, I wasn't. I wasn't ashamed of letting loose and having fun. It's like that song from the eighties; Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. Nothing wrong with that, right?

"I wished someone would of brought their phone so we could call for a cab. Fucking Marley here won't let us use her phone, the apartment phone ain't working." Roberta said.

"Hey damn Cole this taste good," Bobby took a bite of his bacon. "Hey so what time is the party at, Roberta?"

"I'll invite a large group of people since my house don't have a lot of neighbors to complain about noise, but I'd say y'all come around eight or nine." Roberta said. "Crazy people. Probably have some of them be friends from the club that's closed down for a while."

"Well that's alright, at least it'll be a legit party." Bobby said.

"Hey, should we bring anything?" Mattie asked. "I can bring a couple of beer packages, some grass, crack, coke and meth. Anything else?"

"Bring the six pack limit that can let about a hundred people have at least five bottles or six," Roberta said. "If you need to pay extra just let me know and I'll payback."

"Bring some of that alcohol that taste like strawberries in champagne," Emily said. "I'll text you the name of it."

"Well bring your own to, Em!" He said.

"Cool it Matthew!"

"I haven't had some cigars in a while so I might bring a couple of those too," Leonardo said. "And I'll bring more beer bottles too."

"Don't forget the weed." Cole added in as he passed his empty plate over to the small pile of plates I've build up.

"Hey if someone can bring vodka that'll be good." I said. "I like the red wine from last night."

"That ain't the only thing from last night you liked," Bobby laughed loudly. I rolled my eyes and laughed, pushing him jokingly. "Oh come on Marley, you screwed everyone from last night at least twice. Fuck, you had a few threesomes and I know for a fucking fact one of those threesomes was with two girls."

"Shut up, I don't remember a lot from last night." I lied. "Just some things."

"Oh, okay." Bobby winked.

"Um, excuse me, I only fucked you once!" Roberta said. "I fell asleep after I left and gave Mattie a blow job and fell asleep after that."

"Oh okay." I called back putting the plates in the

"Bobby and I got to watch her getting it on with one another." Mattie said. "Sure was fun."

"Weirdo." I said taking my seat back.

"Drunk high ass bitch." Bobby said. "Damn, anyone got weed on them?"

For the next hour and a half we all got high again on some leftover weed from last night. It wasn't too bad since we didn't get too high, we still knew where we were and what we were doing, but all the fun came when Cole got up and started doing some strange dance move that consisted of doing a headpin and ended up falling backwards into a chair. Mattie and Leonardo helped him up while Emily got on a table and demanded that she was the queen of the universe and we all had to obey her. That lasted a minute because than Juliet got up, pushed her off the table, and declared herself the real queen.

"Bitch you fucking stabbed yourself in the fucking heart," Bobby yelled at her. "You ain't no queen, you're an accident. You're Daddy told you that to your face! Cursed with you!"

"Fuck off Robert!"

"Hey! It's Bobby!"

"Shut up!"

They kept getting mad at one another. Roberta left the house for about half an hour before returning with wine bottles, beer bottles and vodka and started to pour them into the same pitcher I used the other night to get drunk off of and then stirred up the mix for everyone. We all grabbed large glasses of cups and started chugging them down.

My phone rang and it was Lark. "Lark?" I asked.

"Hey Marley, I tried calling last night but no answer."

"Oh sorry, a party." I said. "It got a little crazy."

"Crazy? Crazy how?" He asked.

"Like a lot crazy," I said to him. "I kind of...ya know...with a lot of the guest."

"Oh really?" I could tell he was smirking. "How many?"

"All of them. It was just our close friends." I told him. "Including the girls."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Marley Jane Rose had sex with a woman?"

"Uh, a few actually. Roberta, Juliet, Emily and this girl named Jessika that someone is cousins with," I said. "And then, ya know, a few threesomes."

"Oh my god and I missed all of this!?" Lark laughed. "Holy shit, that's way more crazier than last night."

"What happened?"

"So Zandra and I, we're rooming together, and then we're at this party and we meet supermodel Gloria Galore and her friend, Glitter Glitter, and they started making out in front of us. Zandra was pretty fucking high on some stuff so she had no idea what happened but I was frigging excited as hell."

"Did you do them?"

"Nah, they went to have a threesome with some guy named Bobber Poppers. But I met that girl again, the one who I said looked like you, and the two of us hit it up all last night in the apartment. Zandra just finished yelling at me and told me to stop bringing sex home, but she's a little hungover." Lark told me. "It was really hot sex."

"Sounds like fun." I said. "So anything for tonight?"

"Not much. Hey, heard from Ryder lately? I wanted to call him last night and see how his summer way but nobody picked up."

"He's too busy fucking Bree that's who." I said. "Long story."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine. Just with the same people as last night and a party tomorrow night."

"Cool. Gotta go now. Bye."

"Bye."

We both hung up after that. I took a couple of more drinks of my major mega mix and felt some effects. Today was going to be a long day, I knew it.

I don't remember too too much, just a few things throughout the day. Everyone ended up staying and drinking and getting high off some of the leftover drugs from the party. We didn't eat too much and none of us felt like leaving. Sometimes different pairs of us would go back into the bedroom for a while and fuck around, even the married couple—Juliet and Leonardo—went with different people and screwed around in the back. I took the obligation as the night came to pull all the blinds down, close the curtains and put the big light on so we could still all see one another.

I remember snorting up a few things as well as putting some weed into my red wine glass and drinking it with the wine, making myself and the others around me laugh as we continued to party. After a while, maybe six or six-thirty, I stumbled onto the table top with a beer bottle in my hand and called for everyone to look over at me. Someone turned the music down as everyone, including Emily and Roberta making out on the couch, to come look at me.

"You...guys...are ma BEST FRIENDS!" I yelled in laughter. I took another swing at the beer bottle in my hand and chugged it down. "I suggest...we...PARTY HARD...like animals WE ARE!"

"Hell she...alking 'bout?" Leonardo asked.

I don't even know what I was saying, but I felt such a rush of energy inside of me to get crazy and wild and party hard. What's that saying? When you go party, always party hard? I took a final swing at the beer bottle before throwing it carelessly behind me and pulling my shirt up over my head, becoming topless once more. The party people friends cheered at the sight, not that they haven't seen it before!, and cheered on. I wobbled a bit as I pulled skirt down and then kicked it off. Now fully exposed I held my arms up in the air and yelled, "I strip my clothes off, just for all you guys, now let's go AYO! Come and strip yo! I wanna celebrate and be nude right now saying AYO, come a strip yo!" To the tune of Dynamite!

Everyone laughed, but nobody stripped down. I didn't care that I was the only naked person here in a living room filled with clothed drunks. I liked it a lot. Though I do remember someone slapping my butt cheeks, rubbing my breasts and someone bouncing me up and down on them a mimic of me riding them as if we were having sex. Nope, still didn't care.

Later through the drunk night some of the girls and I sat on the couch while the boys talked amongst themselves. Our conversation was well and halfway into it Juliet put her hand on my right breasts and rubbed it. Roberta made a side comment saying her boobs were better and Emily laughed at her. Roberta called Emily a bitch and took her shirt off as well as her bra for "proof" that hers were better. Emily took her top and bra off and said hers were better and Juliet joined in because she didn't want to be left out. Drunkily I stated that I was better since I took all my clothes off, being more brace, and that just made the three of them strip down to their birthday suites. The guys noticed and came walking over to us and examine each girls body; how different it was from the others body. There was a lot of touching involved between all the girls and I from the boys. Rubbing and pinching our breasts, our nipples and then sucking on them as well as biting them.

A while later I felt someone grab me. A guys hand. He said, "Condom on!" and the next thing I knew I felt himself inside of me from behind. I yelled out in pleasure as this action happened and they kept going. I moaned and told the person to go harder, which they did. Everyone around is watched and I saw Juliet whispering to someone about something. I felt myself finish off with whoever and within I a minute another guys hand grabbed me. I saw the first person hand a condom over to the new person and three minutes later I felt something enter me again. Again everyone watched. Then a third person went. Finally it was either Roberta or Emily, wearing that strap-on thing Juliet brought and then began fucking me on it. They were sitting down and I was sitting on top so I had to do mot of the work. I felt my body bouncing in excitement as I cried out and moaned. God, this was so fucking hot.

That's how it went for a while after that. Between the nude girls using the strap-on and the boys who either fully exposed their bottoms or just unzipped to get their dick out. I was the center of attention. Everyone was noticing me and I liked it a lot. I was popular. I didn't mind being passed around like a toy and being played with, I loved it. I loved being fucked by everyone around me and I loved that I was free. I was passed on from person to person, being screwed to both our pleasures and the sight of others who watched. A threesome occurred between Juliet, Roberta and I and then Juliet, Roberta and Emily had a threesome together. I sat there on the floor rubbing my already turned on breasts watching the three of them touch one another and make someone happy. Then between Juliet, Leonardo and I made the party for crazy.

I ended up having sex with a couple of more people, men and women, while drinking and smoking a cigarette before the party died down and everyone fell asleep on the floor. I was with Cole, who sucked on my breasts for a little bit longer, before we both finished up and Cole moved so an area that he could sleep in. I sat there finishing up my cigarette and then grabbed another one, a lighter and then made my way to the roof deck. I passed the digital clock and it read 2:15 AM. Wow, a very long party. And everyone outside I knew would be asleep so I wasn't worried about my neighbors seeing me in the bare.

I laid down on my back looking at the stars with the cigarette in my mouth. I've know I've said thing a lot, but my life has changed for the better good. I'm happy with there I am now. Who'd think innocent Marley Rose would end up like this? I'm my father now. Drug addict who gives no shit to anyone who is going to hold me back and only looking towards the future. And as the sun rose up, a new day beginning, I smiled.

I loved my life.

Damn, Marley is not Marley. She's fallen over the cliff and going downhill.