Thursday, November 29, 2012

WHY IS BEING A 20-YEAR OLD GIRL, SO GODDAMN SCARY AND HORRIFYING.

I KNOW THEY WROTE A WHOLE TV SHOW ABOUT IT, BUT I'M SCARED AND SAD.

YOU HAVE TO SIT ON STOOLS WHILE A LADY LOOKS AT YOUR VAGINA, AND TELLS YOU YOU ARE "PROBABLY FINE" BUT HERE ARE SOME PILLS, EVEN THOUGH THE PILLS ARE FOR YOUR KIDNEY, SO WHY IS SHE LOOKING AT YOUR VAGINA.

AND THEN YOU HAVE TO COME HOME AND SMILE AT YOUR PARENTS AS THEY ASK YOU HOW ARE YOU, BECAUSE TELLING THEM THINGS IS HARD TO DO WITHOUT TELLING THEM ALL THE THINGS AND YOU CAN'T TELL THEM ALL THE THINGS.

GOOD, I'M GLAD I WROTE THIS, I'LL NEVER FORGET THAT ONCE, I WAS 23.

THE GIRL INFRONT OF ME AT THE PHARMACIE, IN HER CUTE, HIPSTER, TWENTY-YEAR OLD GEAR, ASKED FOR PLAN B, AT THE COUNTER.

OBVIOUSLY.

CAUSE THAT SHIT'S LIKE ADVIL TO US NOW.

BECAUSE UNPROTECTED, CASUAL, SEX IS LIKE ADVIL TO US NOW.

BECAUSE MONOGAMY IS DEAD.

IS IT OVER YET.

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