I'm an eighteen-year-old business major from upstate New York who makes sandwiches part time for minimum wage. I smoke too much, and I should probably take up drinking so that I'm not such a high-strong wench all the time.
My passion is ...
something different every week.
I know too much about ...
my girlfriends' sex lives. Seriously, I really don't need to know all that.
My parents always told me ...
"when in doubt, throw it out." You shouldn't have that useless crap sitting around if you're not using it.
My childhood ambition ...
changed weekly with my passions. Rock star, journalist, pharmacist, some pierced lady who sells legal herbs in a roadside kiosk... you name an occupation, I wanted to be one at some point.
My favorite memory ...
probably involved getting in trouble.
Why I write ...
Well. Why not?
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Nothing. I'm typing, I can't do two things at once.
My first job ...
paid $3.50 an hour, and those kids were BAD.
Not to love, but to feel loved, a person must be confident that certain things exist in the relationship. Perhaps letting them know how good-looking they are and how much you love being close to them is the easiest, but it still gets lost as time goes on. Whether you date a woman or a man, compliment them when they wear an outfit that they look good in. Every now and then, just pick something to compliment on, and pick something other than their eyes. Tell them you that love their eyebrows, or their dimples. Pick something that you find really beautiful about them and tell them why it's sex...
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