tonight scooter and i randomly ended up on a tangent about the dreaded M-word. something about the froufy girls that actually obsess over this wretchedly horrifying event, and thus make it all the more horrifying. i have never been one of those girls. the handful of times someone has dared to ask if i ever draped a pillowcase over my head and acted out my dream gagweddinggag when i was a little girl, they have been met with either a blank stare (what the bloody fuck?) or absolute disgust. what i want to know, though, are there actually people out there that did crap like that? i don’t think i can even fathom that one. it’s just so…weird.
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