I Would Absolutely Identify As A New

I Don't Think That I'm Modest By Any Means, But I'm Also Not An Exhibitionist.

I Have The Mouth Of A Sailor.

Who Cares If There Are Lumps On My Thighs? I'm Guilty Of Having Human Legs Made Up Of Fat, Muscle, And Skin, And Sometimes When You Sit, They Get Bumpy!

All Girls Hit That Phase Where They Like The Bad Boy. I Grew Out Of That Really Young And I Have A Wonderful Guy In My Life Who's Not A Bad Boy At All. I Like The Satiric, Consistent Nice Guy.

I Think When There's So Much Information To Be Eaten Up, And So Many Ways To Do It, People Cling To Groups. I Think We, As Monkeys, Want To Live In Smaller Groups.