Are you incapable of getting the book yourself?

Not everyone who has had a crap start in life turns to the sex or drug industry. Is your childhood a justification for negative life choices? No. But it's definitely a factor that contributes to a way of life that you or I see as a bad path to head down.

However, not one person alive is in place to judge a prostitute, porn star or a model for a porn magazine. For some people that's the only life they've ever known and it becomes a cycle of the only way they feel secure, "loved" and cared for. I didn't have a good childhood, nor did my edlest sister nor did the thousands of millions of other people out there, but not all of us turn to the sex industry. Different people deal with their past differently and the support you recieve all play a part.

Someone who was neglected, abused and forced into the sex industry as a young child, developing a sense of "comfort" in such a risky lifestyle may not know about the resources available to them or aren't surrounded by supportive people will more than likely head down a path of sex and drugs whereas people like us have the luxery of having that support and the knowledge of the those resources.

Particularly in more poverty stricken areas, the sex industry for many young women in boys IS the only way to provide food, clothing and a roof for their family. There's so much to consier when talking about this stuff but someone involved in such a life threatening business definitely doesn't have loose or fucked up morals. Like another answerer said, morals are subjective, they differ from person to person, and just because someone such as a prostitute has different morals than I do, doesn't mean I'm in any place to judge her in the choices she's made in life. Remember, the sex industry isn't a luxerious, fashionable lifestyle and the men and women in that business, KNOW that.

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My finals were this month, I'd rather you cut my tongue out than have to relive any day of it.

None of them can make food beyond a bowl of cereal, toast or soup. If they even attempted to make a BBQ, the surrounding area within 40 feet would be up in flames.

It means Fairy Queen. I don't know if this would be a good thing or bad thing for gay guys...

I have a Sociology textbook, a Travel and Tourism textbook and a University of Ulster textbook. Something tells me if I had a bookshelf, it would be more empty than George Bush himself.

Rohypnol and a bottle of vodka.

LET ME BE THE FIRST TO SAY IT!

DNA.

@STG4Dummies said it for me. (Cunt) But I'm going to answer it anyway.

I think a wedding is extremely important to most women, which is why the freak out about the tiniest thing. They want their perfect day to be just that - perfect. But despite me never wanting to get married, someone down the line COULD change my mind (yeah, not unless he's Johnny Depp) I don't think I'd freak out like most women do about that stuff.

If I do get married, I'm marrying the guy for who he is and because I want to spend my life with him. Not because of the wedding. Hell, it wouldn't even phase me if I got married dressed as an elephant in a dark alleyway but the only thing special about it is making a full, lifelong commitment to the guy who is supposed to be "the love of your life" *vomits at the fact that I just said that*.

A wedding isn't neccessary, it's just the stepping stone towards marriage and no-one should get married if they're so concerned about everything on that "special day". It gives the impression that women truly ARE only wanting to get married for the wedding and I don't know what's in it for the men (possibly free sex without having to persuade a woman or pay her into bed? I don't know..)

You can have as many white doves as you want, a big enough venue to house half of America's homeless and enough food to feed half of Africa that's just going to be dumped at the end of the day anyway. But it shouldn't matter. Weddings aren't a celebration of the commitment you and your partner just made, say what you like, marriage has been sensationalized more than fucking drugs and weapons. It's all about the "look" rather than the "meaning". Here we have a show that's called "Don't tell the Bride", and America has recently made it's own version of it. It consists of women entrusting their husbands to be or wives to be to make the wedding for them, including the dress.

You see these chicks FREAKING THE FUCK OUT over shoes, over patterns, over the designs, over colours (Yeah Americans, I put in a 'u', suck on it and choke), over the transportiation.

Are you fucking kidding me? How selfish can you be? All this money spent on one day, and for what? To basically put your commitment on display?

I don't care for weddings AT ALL. The only reason I'll go is for the booze, dancing and getting to dress up. (Yes, Tanya likes to dress up, not SHUT UP! :( )

So many stupid things! But out of the things I've done to try and "be cool", to fit in with other people who were seen as popular, I've learned that I don't need their respect or for them to like me or for their acceptance to make me feel better about myself.

Trying to be cool is too much effort. It's artificial and only results in fake people in your life who really don't give a shit about you. When you reach your teen years here, in order to be considered "cool" you get wasted as much as possible and to the point where you have no recollection of what happened, spread your legs/get on your knees to the first guy that even looks at you or even sniff enough coke that your fucking nose begins to rot whilst you're alive.

That's a life with people I don't wanna be around. I've hung around with the bad crowds and plenty of them, I've done enough "experimenting" to know that it's a sad life to lead and you can only feel pity for those who don't get themselves out of that vicious circle. I've learned that being "cool" or "popular" is merely a status. It means jack shit in the real word. Those people you considered friends who were really only looking out for themselves and their own uncontrollable sex drives are going no where in life other than a ditch. People like that are usually also superficial and cruel towards those they deem below them because of their physical appearance, attitudes toward life or anything that's not up to their high maintenance standards.

DAMMIT!!! I've went off topic again but Formspring's the hood to rant ain't it? 'course it is!

I am cool by being myself! The people who's respect I do have and acceptance I have earned are all that matter.

Boyfriend? What is this awkward phenomenon you speak of?

My dad's approval is very important. If he didn't approve, it's not like I wouldn't still date the guy but it's important to me to make my dad proud as much as I can even if his expectations are sometimes high.

He's a pretty laid back guy when it comes to his daughters dating. The only issue he has is when a guy gives my dad a reason NOT to like him. As long as someone my sisters or I date respects us, physically, sexually and intellectually my dad won't have a problem. But if he's some scumbag like the father of my eldest nephew, he'd do time for said guy without a second thought.

The father of my eldest nephew actually hit my sister before and was one of the biggest bastards you could have met. My dad just heard my sister say "Daddy, Wayne broke into my apartment and hit me". He hung up the phone without hearing the rest as that was enough for him to hear. He went straight to the guys house, kicked his ass before saying in a very firm, straight voice "If you look at my daughters, go near them, if you so much as breathe the same air as they do, I'll take you up to the mountains and shoot you down like a dog. No-one will ever look for you and even if they did, they'll never find your remains", then left. When he does the firm voice thing where his face is straight and he's too angry to shout, I nearly crap myself!

Sorry, I went a bit off topic... Ok, I went a LOT of topic.

My dad trusts my sisters and I to make all the right decisions when it comes to us dating. We're not immature and we're certainly not naive, gullible or insecure enough to get on our knees for the first guy that shows us attention. We have been raised excellently by him concerning relationships, and most guys who get to meet my dad know that there's simply no fucking around with treating either of us like shit even when we have the back bone to stand our own ground.

I would look for the loyalty, honesty, wit, humor and trustworthy-ness? in a guy that my dad has. They're very vital characteristics for me and I replicate a lot of my dad's personality without realizing it. Guys that I date are usually somewhat like me personality wise and as long as we're not like mirroring eachother, I like that.

TL;DR My dad's awesome. I'm awesome. My sisters are awesome. The guys we date? Not so awesome.

It isn't a matter of time it's a matter of how much someone can EARN my trust and believe me when I say that's an incredibly difficult thing to do. A best friend needs to adhere to a best friend criteria that they're loyal to you, you can be your complete self around them, you trust them with a lot and you can rely on them. Although the people in my younger years who I hung around with would have been called the term "best friends" at the time they've done nothing to earn my trust or earn that title. But then again, I'm trustworthy but not trusting - at all. I stop myself from becoming best friends with someone because I see it being dangerous, trusting someone with so much and relying on them.

Why do you ask? Interested in filling the spot once and for all? I must say, it's becoming dusted with many cobwebs and there's this green substance growing on it...

I'MA BE YA'LL TOOTSIE ROLL.


NOW SLIDE, SLIDE BABY, SLIDE, SLIDE BABY.

NOW DIP BABY DIP, DIP BABY DIP.
(You know, under all this white, pale ass skin, I'm really a black ghetto chick that has a REALLY chunky buttocks.)

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I STILL love this song; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FEDrU85FLE

As far as I can remember, either that or Meatloaf - Paradise by the dashboard light were my most overplayed, favourite songs growing up.

WEAR OUR CHILDHOOD POP BANDS WITH PRIDE @cassanDRO1D

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Listen, water is water, I don't care where it comes from, how cold it is or how it's supplied. There are a LOT of people who don't have the luxery of having decent water, so as long as it won't kill me and I'm thursty I'll take it in whatever way it's being offered.

I can't stand people who will only drink bottled or sparkling or whatever else kind of water.

Some people would think this is a cute, adoreable gesture and I guess for some people it is. But if someone proposed to me like this, I'd probobly vomit all over them, lick it up, vomit again and repeat this process until I died.

It's not in my nature to like cheesy things, and this is DEFINITELY the most cheesy thing I've ever seen in my life.

I never want to get married, therefore I wouldn't propose at all nor would I want someone to propose to me. More women want a wedding than a marriage - fact.

Yesterday. It was the hottest day we've had in a very long time and sitting in the sun on my ass all day really tired me out.

#WhitePeopleProblems

Sorry, where are my manners?

Where the fuck have you been these past three months? All this time, and you didn't even call. Not even a letter. Do you understand how many sleepless nights I had? How long it took to get over you? The amount of time I visited your page, waiting on you posting something, anything, to reassure me you were alive?
You left me feeling dirty and used.

I sure know how to give a warm welcome.

For shizz tits, how have you been?