I've Always Been Sort Of A Closet

It's The Great Male Fantasy-all It Takes Is One Dance To Know That She's The One. All It Takes Is The Sound Of Her Song From The Tower, Or A Look At Her Sleeping Face. And Right Away You Know-this Is The Girl In Your Head, Sleeping Or Dancing Or Singing In Front Of You. Yes, Girls Want Princes, But Boys Want Their Princesses Just As Much.

Do You Want To Guess What's In Here?" I Asked Dash. "i Think I've Got It Figured Out Already. There's A New Supply Of Red Notebooks In There, And You Want Us To Fill Them In With Clues About The Works Of, Say, Nicholas Sparks." "who?" I Asked. Please, No More Broody Poets. I Couldn't Keep Up. "you Don't Know Who Nicholas Sparks Is?" Dash Asked. I Shook My Head. "please Don't Ever Find Out," He Said.

I Don't See Why Ogling Same-sex Kissing Should Be The Exclusive Domain Of Frat Boys Whacking Off To Lesbian Action, That's So Sexist. Feminism Should Be All Inclusive- It Should Be About Sexual Liberation, Equal Pay For Equal Work, And The Fundamental Girl Right Of Boy2boy Appreciation.

There’s No Such Thing As Ready,” She Says. “there’s Only Willing.

I Particularly Loved The Adjective Bookish, Which I Found Other People Used About As Often As Ramrod Or Chum Or Teetotaler.