I Got A Waterbed, But My Husband

When You First Get Married, They Open The Car Door For You. Eighteen Years Now...once He Opened The Car Door For Me In The Last Four Years - We Were On The Freeway At The Time.

The Psychic Scars Caused By Believing That You Are Ugly Leave A Permanent Mark On Your Personality.

Can We Talk?

To The Pessimist The Light At The End Of The Tunnel Is Another Train.

I Am A Dyke! And I'm Damn Proud Of It!