Fried Oreos. What Were We Talking About

It Was Like A Death In The Family: You Go Through The Mourning Stage, Then The Rebellion, And Then All Of A Sudden You Have To Find Life By Yourself. . . . I Loved Everything About Marriage. I Loved Having A Companion To Wake Up With And Have Barbecues With. But Things Happen And People Grow Apart. I Don't Really Ever Talk About The Divorce Because It Was A Heart-wrenching Thing To Go Through.

I Always Wonder If What I'm Wearing Will Be Something That People Would Compliment, Or Want To Wear. I Don't Ever Get Ready Just For Myself, Ever.

Ask Not From Whence I Came For The Gravity Of The Future Pulls Me Ever Forward.

Twenty-three Is Old. It's Almost 25, Which Is Like Almost Mid-20s.

If It's A Boy, I'll Put Him In Tutus!