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My blogs
| Gender | Female |
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| Location | Detroit |
| Introduction | Once upon a time there was a girl. This girl was pretty (if you had the right lighting) and smart (although lacking in common sense) and was generally well liked (though she suspected otherwise.) But she had her friends, her i-POD, her starbucks, and her burt's bee's lip gloss in champagne, so no matter what everything would be okay. Or, so we hope. The End. |
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?
A great figure once said that we know we have grown up when we begin to take responsibilty for things other than ourselves. But seriously? Menstruation.