It’s ok to wait for the right person. Even if everyone else thinks you already did it.
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Hollywood was my (and many of my fellow gay dudes’) only outlet, mainly because it was the only way we knew anything about being gay, since we didn’t have any peers or real life examples (most of the time, everyone has that uncle).
I love the way they don’t care about school or their future. I love the way they brood and how they take everything the wrong way. Way better than those lovesick puppy boyfriends who (occasionally) get romanticized.
More important than your real-life first love is the fictional first love you experience via your television set.
But sometimes, a proper piss-up is like nectar for the soul.
“Honey, you should. You’re still hot,” Tina-Marie quipped. I hate it when someone says that. It makes me think of a chicken that’s been taken out of the oven and left on the counter, but might still be edible. Even though the time limit for actual hotness has passed, its lukewarm state could be overlooked by the truly starving.
You went to a liberal arts college and majored in something that people make jokes about.
A 16-year-old girl, slowly melting in the pitiless cauldron that is high school, suddenly wanting to kiss boys and date them instead of sticking your tongue out at them or avoiding their cooties, but not really sure you really want that.
Daria is the kind of girl who is too busy being a badass to worry much about guys.