Your flesh is so nice, I want to take you twice
Dear John Frieda,
I’m sorry I’ve doubted your product Dream Curls in the past and thus refrained from using it. I just could not believe that a spray gel type thing could indeed give me dream curls. Now I know that you were right and I was so unbelievably wrong. I used your Dream Curls this morning and I do indeed have dream curls.
Yours,
Sandra Cina
So we all know I’m neurotic (hey, Salma, remember how big of a deal it was when I ate in Fresh alone for the first time?) but I’ve reached new lows as I am now reading a book entitled Quarterlife Crisis: A guide to life in your Twenties I’ll let you know how that works out for me.
Now I’m going to talk about my period. You have been warned and can stop reading now if you like. Okay, apparently I am the anti-pregnant. I say this because I got my period this morning a mere TWO WEEKS after getting my last period. What the hell is that about? I don’t even want one period, let alone two! This has never happened to me before. Am I dying? Or just really unpregnant? Also, do you think I can convince a doctor to give me a hysterectomy even though I don’t have uterine cancer and I don’t have children and I’m only 20? Because that would be great. I don’t mind taking estrogen pills for the rest of my life, honest. Fucking periods. I DON’T WANT A BABY!!! EVER!!! Okay, I’m done talking about my period and uterine concerns in general.
And apparently I am done talking period. And not that kind of period.
I’m sorry I’ve doubted your product Dream Curls in the past and thus refrained from using it. I just could not believe that a spray gel type thing could indeed give me dream curls. Now I know that you were right and I was so unbelievably wrong. I used your Dream Curls this morning and I do indeed have dream curls.
Yours,
Sandra Cina
So we all know I’m neurotic (hey, Salma, remember how big of a deal it was when I ate in Fresh alone for the first time?) but I’ve reached new lows as I am now reading a book entitled Quarterlife Crisis: A guide to life in your Twenties I’ll let you know how that works out for me.
Now I’m going to talk about my period. You have been warned and can stop reading now if you like. Okay, apparently I am the anti-pregnant. I say this because I got my period this morning a mere TWO WEEKS after getting my last period. What the hell is that about? I don’t even want one period, let alone two! This has never happened to me before. Am I dying? Or just really unpregnant? Also, do you think I can convince a doctor to give me a hysterectomy even though I don’t have uterine cancer and I don’t have children and I’m only 20? Because that would be great. I don’t mind taking estrogen pills for the rest of my life, honest. Fucking periods. I DON’T WANT A BABY!!! EVER!!! Okay, I’m done talking about my period and uterine concerns in general.
And apparently I am done talking period. And not that kind of period.