What Girls Do To Each Other Is

I Guess My Husband Is A Muse As Well.

Haze All Clouding Up In My Mind In The Daze Of The Why It Could've Never Been.

Guys Would Sleep With A Bicycle If It Had The Right Color Lip Gloss On. They Have No Shame. They're Like Bull Elks In A Field.

I Don't Allow Challenges To Trip Me Up.

The Way I See It, The Men That I'm With, Whoever They Are, It's Like Look, You Have To Accept The Fact That I Like Ice Cream, And I Know It Shows Up On My Hips But If You Can't Accept That, Then Leave. Go Away, Toodles. It Is Non-negotiable.