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My boyfriend tried to take pictures of me today. That turned out to be a pretty terrible idea, if you ask me. The pictures he liked were the ones that I looked most awful in, and the ones where I looked alright, he deleted.

Go figure, I suppose there is no accounting for taste.

I also had awesome sex and taught the boy who hates to dance how to grind. He actually was pretty good at it, once he wasn't thinking about what he was doing.

Life is swell.