And I’m really like her

We both have a strong need to know what people are talking about. I read Twilight to find out what the hell people are talking about. Harry Potter as well when the goblet of fire came out.

On the airplane she watched Fifty Shades of Grey. Knowing full well it was basically a porno. Nope, she watched the whole damn thing, a little awkward knowing that other people would know she was watching porn, but she needed to know what the hell people where talking about.

My mom gives zero fucks that you know she is watching erotica.

Her comment.

“It was weird. The ending was disturbing.”