emogoddess

Walking the Mall last night alone was very interesting. I think at least 20 guys stopped me on the street to talk about my tat. While I like talking about my tat, it was obvious that these fellows had something more in mind, which always made it kinda funny when I'd close the conversation politely and walk away. Makes me appreciate the benes of having a long-term boyfriend. I would much rather get hit on by women when he's not around, though.

At least I didn't get bootyhumped at the show I went to (Fully Loaded). I got to dance my ass off without harrasment.