You ain't gettin your hands on my virtue, ho.

Last night I had this strong urge to read Twilight even though I was in the midst of reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Somehow, and don't ask me cos I have no fucking clue how I did it, I talked myself out of picking up Twilight. I talked out loud to myself and said "No, it's unhealthy and you can't do that to Harry when he's been there for you for 10 years. You just can't." I have problems, don't I?