What kind of boy buys a girl a drink, unprompted, and then won't take her phone number?
Apparently the kind that Lens attracts.

I laughed.  A lot.
It tickled me absolutely pink.
 
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I fucking hate those "What women want" things, because half the time I disagree 100%.  This is what THIS woman wants.

MentallyI want someone who thinks differently enough than me to draw conclusion that startle me, who makes jokes that makes me giggle at my own ignorance and discrimination.

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Sometimes ya, know it's good to be a geek.

stop treating me like some kind of fragile flower.  stop pretending you have any idea what goes on inside my twisted fucking brain.  things aren't as simple as you are trying to make them sound.  who are you trying to comfort anyway, me? nah, you're trying to convince yourself of what you're saying.  if ( Read more... )

"Are you scared?"

"No --"  my mother interrupts.  She's afraid for me, well, that's her job.  It's to be expected.

"You shouldn't be.  It'll be fast.  You'll be fine."

We're ushered into another room that looks like any other dentist's office; I run my hand through my hair impatiently, "I'm not."  I just want to get this shit over with, right now.

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Max has been on my mind a lot recently.  Every time I donate to Toys for Tots, or someone else donates when they come through my line, Max is brought to the forefront of my thoughts.  Remember, these are the children that your donations often go to.  Max talked about how wonderful Toys for Tots was to him when his parents couldn't afford Christmas ( Read more... )