Went to visit my mom for dinner and to pick through the remnants of my childhood. My remnants take up a lot of space: I think me and my brother had the most privileged upbringing ever. We have toys spilling out of everywhere. There are rooms and closets dedicating to housing our crap. He had M.A.S.K., Matchbox cars, Transformers and MicroMachines. I had Gem dolls, Rainbow Bright dolls, My Little Ponies and figurines from the She-Ra days. I also had Teila and Evelyn from He-Man. So I am giving away most of my stuff, but I couldn't part with Tickle Me Elmo. He laughs and it melts my shriveled, blackened heart. Plus, the She-Ra characters are freaking rad... and, with their fierce Amazon warrior ways it goes a long way to explain my aggressiveness, and my fondness for staffs and shields. Plus? Their thighs are kind of substantial like mine. We are women, hear us roar! Rainbow Bright is just plain cute, no?So, when I get a boyfriend, shall I haul this stuff out on the third or fourth date?
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