I have a crush. He’s handsome. He’s warm and funny and he says sweet things to me. We have a lot in common. We get each other’s movie references. I get that little hitch in my stomach every time I see him.
This man wants to be a pastor. Um..yes, please! There’s just this little catch..
I’m not sure how I didn’t end up pregnant in high school. I wasn’t the nice Christian girl who prayed around the flagpole. I was the girl who skipped school and wasn’t very particular about who she slept with. It was exciting to me and I felt grown up and desirable. My relationships lasted for…
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