I've learned that humans don't know shit about themselves and make all sorts of pointless fucking graphs to try and give themselves meaning. But you k...ow what I've learned from you? I've learned that adults think they're infinitely better than children because 'our brains are 95% finished and yet still very underdeveloped', and how lyrics from a metal music video indicate that maybe something is wrong with the character in the video. All due respect, Mr. Triton, but kindly go fuck. We just ignore her or growl back at her until she's had the first cup and the cup has been refilled. Then she becomes human and half way nice. After the second cup she's back to normal.Mom had been studying photography when she did her first modeling. It was an assignment for her class and several of the girls took pictures of each other instead of hiring a model. It was during this time that Mom met and married Dad and had plans of living happily ever after. Like so many marriages, this was. And dad never does them.”“Take it up with him.” Molly shrugged, not losing her smile. “His orders. You gotta go upstairs.”“Ugh.” Daisy grumbled, removing herself from the couch and trudging up the stairs. Molly’s eyes followed her as she went up the stairs, then she turned to me and smiled. Wordlessly, she joined me on the couch.“She’s a lot to handle sometimes, isn’t she?” she asked me.I shrugged. “The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess.”“What did she say, anything I. . thing had turned me into and one day she put a curse on me. SinceI was so male, all other males must be little girls to me. It'sfollowed me since..."The door opened and a group of giggling women in silky clothes strodein."Jill, is he a Hunk or what?" No questions Rita... Joan?"Another girl responded. "What's he doing in a nothing town like this."Giggling they walked along. "Jewel, You are my bestest friend in theworld... EVER... Thanks for convincing me to go on this trip!" Thanks.