Marry In Haste, Repent At Leisure
I need to know I won’t have to shift from a mansion to a single-roomed-house if my husband gets out of the picture for whichever reason.
When Menses Give You The Middle Finger
The slap in the face for me was when I texted my boyfriend at the time about the whole paralysis saga and he replied, “How many times have you had sex?”
Unbelievable -Part Four
It is at this point that I knew I had come in close encounter with the spirit of theft.
Can I Cook For You?
My friends often told me that I loved Byron, but just did not know it yet... How could I love someone and not even know it? How was that even possible?
When You Reach Your Wit’s End.
My course was 75% maths. I didn't hate maths, but I preferred to have as little interaction with it as possible.