my first memories are of humping the corner of the sofa. i was fascinated by sex. also, an abused child. but mostly, honestly, boy-crazy from birth.

this was written for my myspace blog in '06, it's a copy/paste so please get over "the formatting" also, get over the pc thing, i don't use that term anymore but no one really was so concerned with that term a while back, like saying "gay" is now all un-pc but a few years ago you could call your friends that lovingly…

this was written in '06, honestly i just copied/pasted and then ran off to meet a friend at the park and just now reread it, and it's really funny how people noticed that word. i don't use that when i write anymore. and i think i could have written this better now. que cera cera

I didn't know what dick tasted like! I thought, hmm, irony! (get it? iron-y) oh i slay me.

It is, it's 100% true.

(I wrote this as a myspace blog post in '06)

Snuck out of parents house a week before my 15th birthday. 1988.
Walked to the party in the surfer-laden suburbs of Lake Forest (yep,
the OC baby!). Was wearing thin peach top with black bra underneath,
and short black 80s skirt that had those 3 ruffles tiered down it. Was
blonde. Was very blonde due to Sun-In. Was tan.…

Completely agree. I would have made this comment if you hadn't beat me to it.

And you don't fuck someone's husband. You don't need vows to know that is wrong as the day is long.

I'm an alcoholic and an emotional eater and I have no idea what you're talking about at the end there. Other loves? What the hell else is there to love more than beer and delicious food?

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Whoa! haven't peeped that since the 80s!

(shudders)

i'm not sure what troubles me more. this article or the sheer legion numbers of commenters here talking about their friends/classmates/selves who slept with teachers.

what movie is it?

yawn

"the moon with blizzards" LOL nice one :D

i get your point, but the thing is recruitment... uneducated/low IQ kids who are struggling in this economy - esp those in the poor red states - who want to blame other races (rather than W) for their situation will consider this a place of "people who understand them" and the hatred will breed. You know like…

Maybe we can lure all the racist pieces of shit in the country to this one spot, and then send drones there and obliterate them. Since they're so close to Mt. Rushmore we could like, do a fly-by via Crazy Horse and decimate those anti-freedom anti-American pieces of shit with all kinds of flag-waving ceremony!

I JUST WANT MY WOMAN TO BE NATURALLY BEAUTIFUL and if she's not then I'll complain if she tries to look better and resent her for not just being NATURALLY PERFECT