It Wasn't Often You Ran Into Bondage/elvis/whorehouse-themed

I Have Lived One Step Away From Losing My Mind For Years. I Am Quick And Accurate In Spotting Unstable Streaks In Others.

There's Not Much I Dislike More Than Being Addressed As "hey You" And Being Poked With A Finger.

Life Should Imitate Romance Literature Far More Often.

Finally, A Human Man Saw Me As Intensely Valuable. Just My Luck He Was Happily Married And Thought I Was A Freak.

This Was An Unpleasant Trend. I Didn’t Want A Lot Of Guys Popping In And Out Of My Bedroom. I Wanted One Who Would Stay.