

On Being PregnantBeing pregnant is like this: a mutant little creature invades your body and starts pumping evil hormones into your system, turning you into this wretched and lowly person who is hyper-sensitive and completely irrational, in constant need of reassurance, chili dogs topped with chocolate chips and a side of apple sauced up in creamy french dressing. Your body starts to contort and form into an unrecognizable blob much resembling that of the 1950s horror film starring Steve McQueen of the same name. You get fat and ugly and no one wants to stare directly into your eye as though any minute you might devour them like a big soft pretzel at a footbaOn Being Pregnant
Please and thank you!
-Crystal
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"Journeys end, in lovers meeting."
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Only the end of the red will show you my blueside
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Violet
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*let-it-di
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"Quand les critiques ne sont pas d'accord entre eux, l'artiste est en accord avec lui-même."
[ Oscar Wilde ]
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