After a few inital fits and starts, I was considering dating again. And then I began idly clicking through here. I've decided to stick with my imaginary boyfriend, Toby. Toby would never rob me by pulling up alongside my wheelchair. He's much too much the gentleman for such tomfoolery.
Also, this site makes me wish abortion was made more of a reasonable option, for people who clearly do not want children, do not care about the children they have shat out, and, in most cases, molest/beat/kill those same children. Go, America! Pretend prayer makes a crack mom's dead kid fly away to heaven! Angels are Jesus's way of saying howdy!
Toby hates Jesus.