My Mom Said The Term Heavy Petting

At A Brunch Potluck, I Realize That I Do, In Fact, Hate Everybody.

Here's Who It's Okay To Share A Bed With: . . . A Heating Pad. An Empty Bag Of Pita Chips. The Love Of Your Life.

Sometimes I Was So Bored That I Started Arguments Just To Experience The Rush Of Almost Losing Him.

It's Okay To Change Your Mind. About A Feeling, A Person, A Promise Of Love.

I Can Play Very Annoying Girl, Very Lost Girl And Then All The Things In The Spectrum Between.