Therapy anyone?
*takes deep breath* I'm absolutely addicted to cheesy romance novels. You know the ones you see at grocery stores with scandalous half-naked people clinging on to each other. Yeah. Stone me if you like, but I can't help it. I needed something to live vicarously off of.
So today, as me and my dad were searching for my headphones (which I still have yet to find. Grr!!!) My nice little collection of romance novels (which I ever so inconspicously hid in an old back pack) decided to come tumbling out. Including "Perils of the Heart"...the steamiest of steamy covers. Although I personally wasn't turned on by it...
He didn't say anything. *shrugs* My dad is a man of few words. And for that, I'm not sure if I'm relieved or just really stressed out by it.
Maybe I should let go of this addiction while I can still control it. Focus on other things...like world peace, covalent bonds and John Mayer
So today, as me and my dad were searching for my headphones (which I still have yet to find. Grr!!!) My nice little collection of romance novels (which I ever so inconspicously hid in an old back pack) decided to come tumbling out. Including "Perils of the Heart"...the steamiest of steamy covers. Although I personally wasn't turned on by it...
He didn't say anything. *shrugs* My dad is a man of few words. And for that, I'm not sure if I'm relieved or just really stressed out by it.
Maybe I should let go of this addiction while I can still control it. Focus on other things...like world peace, covalent bonds and John Mayer