By Anonymous, Staff Writer, Emerson College
Hi. I’m a nineteen-year-old girl. I like reading, singing, baking, and coffee. Those are my defining characteristics, and I could talk about them for days. But right now I’m going to discuss a smaller facet of my life: my virginity.
This isn’t a sermon from a holier-than-thou perspective. I was raised with no religious affiliation whatsoever, and I think I’ve set foot in a church five times in my life.
This isn’t the defense mechanism of a horrendously unattractive bitch. I’m no Beyoncé, but I’ve done a bit of modeling and I get hit on at train stations regularly enough to be confident that my face doesn’t send men running for the monastery. It’s entirely possible that my personality is somehow a major turnoff, but I do have friends so I’m guessing (or at least hoping) that I’m socially tolerable.
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Hi. I’m a nineteen-year-old girl. I like reading, singing, baking, and coffee. Those are my defining characteristics, and I could talk about them for days. But right now I’m going to discuss a smaller facet of my life: my virginity.
This isn’t a sermon from a holier-than-thou perspective. I was raised with no religious affiliation whatsoever, and I think I’ve set foot in a church five times in my life.
This isn’t the defense mechanism of a horrendously unattractive bitch. I’m no Beyoncé, but I’ve done a bit of modeling and I get hit on at train stations regularly enough to be confident that my face doesn’t send men running for the monastery. It’s entirely possible that my personality is somehow a major turnoff, but I do have friends so I’m guessing (or at least hoping) that I’m socially tolerable.
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