A wise wizard once said, ‘Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic.’ With that in mind…

To the only good man out there:

I’ll be honest with you. I’ve been hurt pretty bad in the past. I refuse to be a cash machine or play thing ever again. So don’t message me unless you know how to respect women. I’m a fun kinda woman.

I’m a bossy lady, who likes nothing more than cooking with the right man.

None of my current partners understand me. I need to meet somebody special – somebody I really connect with.The first thing people usually notice about me is my bold personality, closly followed by my smashing thighs. I hope you will not laugh at my thighs, as men have in the past, or treat my legs like a joke.

I work as a cashier, helping the community. This allows me to exercise my skills: carving and listening. My job once caused me to encounter Roseanne Barr, yet still men treat me like junk. It’s just not on.