A girl wanting a dildo is the same thing as a boy wanting to look at/watch porn. It's not any weirder.
Current Mood: High work allergens and PMS
Current Soundtrack: SP tape (I forgot to bring in my CDs again)
Current Skirt: Plaid pants
P.S. We suffer as the fairy-tale generation. We can't handle conflict. We have not come to terms with the fact that there is no "happily ever after"...even love has arguments, shed tears, hurt feelings, and misunderstandings now and then. But we make up and forgive. Why is it that I fear every time bumps come up in the road that it will be the end? Why do I forget that we all have arguments and it is normal and we will get through it? Who or what has instilled in me the thought that I can be so easily abandoned? Sometimes I think that I need to see a shrink....that I really do have issues from my life that I'm not even aware of.
Then again, maybe I just get too emotional and sensitive with PMS. Ha!
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