And This Vague Little Smile Is My

Fate Is Not Just Whose Cooking Smells Good, But Which Way The Wind Blows

I Always Feel I Have To Take A Stand, And There's Always Someone On Hand To Hate Me For Standing There. I Always Feel I Have To Open My Mouth, And Every Time I Do, I Offend Someone, Somewhere.

Words Are Hotter Than Flames. Words Are Wetter Than Water.

I Am 32 Flavors And Then Some.

Promiscuity Does Not Scare Me As Long As She Is Savvy And Self Possessed When Puberty Comes To Call. My Aim Is To Simply Raise My Daughter To Be Secure In Her Self Worth And Capable Of Happiness All On Her Own.