When I was a kid I would be like “ew boys” and my mom would say “darling, some day you’ll like boys” but congratulations mom I’m a lesbian so ew boys
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
—Netflix would be by far the best dating site. “Here are 9 other singles in your area who have also watched Breaking Bad for 12 straight hours”