ULTIMATE ALIAS FAIL
Once upon a time, a young Stevi would blush at a sideways glance. There was a time later when young Stevi grew into teen Stevi and became very jaded with the world. She wrote all kinds of sad poetry, listened to music that simultaneously made her want to kill herself yet stopped her from doing just, smoked Marlboro 27's and as much hydroponic dankity dank she could get her dainty little hands on. Then she landed herself up a creek without a paddle a few times and they medicated her color away. That Stevi could not, would not blush. She had experienced so much pain and humiliation that there was nothing left to be ashamed of. I'm not that Stevi anymore, and I'll tell you one thing. I just about died when I remembered what I changed my damn email alias to. Now, kids, when you really like a person and you try to mask your feelings for them, your honest intentions you hoped you could keep buried deep down yet wanted to shout from the rooftops since you first spoke to said per...