Daily Insanity, Ponderings, Injustices, Rants, Venting, and a Method of Coping, When All I Really Want to Do is Get Plastered.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
A Series of Confessions, Part 1
I used to be a terrible person. If a married man hit on me, I'd agree to date him just to see if I could break up his marriage. When I did, I told him I didn't want to see him anymore.
I am just another subcultural, punk-rock, dissatisfied chick, posing as a mild-mannered, slightly-wild professional woman. I am trying to find a way to be who I really want to be, but still get my bills paid. To thine own self be true and all that...
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