Damn, I’m Getting Old(er)
I’m not old. Far from it. I’m the baby of my crew dammit. I can’t be old, yet. Nonetheless, it is growing ever so obvious to me lately that I have definitely gotten older. Of course there are the usual events – friends getting engaged, notoriously single dudes finally settling down, couples popping out kids. [...]
What if She Doesn’t Want Babies?
I am a woman. In my twenties. Who could have a baby. I. could. have. a. baby. Sometimes just saying it makes me ::shiver::. Having a baby would make me a mommy. That means I would be responsible for the life of a child. ::shakes the thought away:: Please note, I am not saying anything against [...]

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