Solitary Vacation: What I've Learned About Myself (Or the Virtues of Self-hatred)
My behavior while alone is beyond concerning. I have discovered that, when not pressured by some authority figure, I have a tendency to dwell in a state of almost unacceptable laziness.
The men rushed toward the open door. “Not so fast, fuck-os,” she said. Annie was a small woman, no more than five-foot-three with most of her weight in her disproportionate breasts, of which she often complained gave her backaches.