This would make a cool tattoo.

I visited my parents over the summer and flipped through my yearbooks, of course looking up my crushes. One fascinating thing about aging (in my 30s now) is all those dudes looked like children. Gross! So gross, every one of them. Babies with acne.

My freshman year of college, I made the mistake of dating a very serious born-again Christian. (I was raised both Catholic and Unitarian Universalist, I'm not sure what he was doing in the relationship either.)