Damn you, Samantha.
I never trusted you, and I was right.
But logic has zero ability to defend itself against the deluge of hormones that release during your teenage years.
In particular, there’s that remarkable age range where getting fucked over is magnified by knowing you’re getting fucked over. Then you get “rewarded” with the double bonus of beating yourself up for walking right into the torture chamber.
The only song for me while Samantha held me in her web was “Self Esteem” by The Offspring.[Read more…] about The Offspring Helped Me Find My Self Esteem