I think I'm regressing to teenhood (or having a quarterlife crisis, whatever). Last week I developed a massive crush on a 17-year-old vampire. Today I decided that a large tub of Pinkberry counts as lunch. Before you know it I'll be walking around in Doc Martens, prank calling boys, and carrying a trapper keeper. Very strange times, these are ...
UPDATE: Oy vey, the vampires won anyway. In a moment of weakness, I bought the entire freakin Twilight series of books on Amazon. There goes my life ...
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