So much is happening and yet nothing at all.

I want to believe there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.

So this chocolate princess. Her knight in shining armor is the Easter Bunny.

I don't see why ogling same-sex kissing should be the exclusive domain of frat boys whacking off to lesbian action, that's so sexist. Feminism should be all inclusive- it should be about sexual liberation, equal pay for equal work, and the fundamental girl right of boy2boy appreciation.

The reward is in the risk.

It's a total lie to say there's only one person you're going to be with for the rest of your life. If you're lucky - and if you try really hard - there will always be more than one.

The only use she has for the word fun is to make the word funeral.