Being A Mom Has Made Me So

Either Way, Everything Will Be Fine. But If You Have An Opinion, Please Feel Free To Offer It To Me Through The Gap In The Door Of A Public Restroom. Everyone Else Does.

A Combustion Engine Of Ambition And Disappointment.

The Eyes Are The Window To Where The Soul Is Supposed To Be.

Somewhere Around The Fifth Or Seventh Grade I Figured Out That I Could Ingratiate Myself To People By Making Them Laugh. Essentially, I Was Just Trying To Make Them Like Me. But After A While It Became Part Of My Identity.

Politics And Prostitution Have To Be The Only Jobs Where Inexperience Is Considered A Virtue.