There comes a time in every girl’s life when she must ask herself, “Would I rather be sane, or would I rather be sexually satisfied?" No? Not ringing any bells?
sex, sex, sex ... and love
glasses
Seeing is kind of a necessary part of life.
the future
I decided to major in English because I thoroughly enjoy discussing fine literature with gay men and old people, and because really, what could be better than explaining why "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" is about a brothel as a homework assignment? Nothing. Nothing is better.
relationships
So obviously, befriending the some of the most intimidatingly beautiful girls I can find is a terrible idea, right?
halloween
I still can't get over the time I makeshifted a "waffle outfit."
