Some mornings, you listen to You are the Quarry, and groan, because we live in a world that will never know how Steven Patrick Morrissey actually feels.

I don’t know that I can point to a moment when things changed.  All I know is that last summer I was in a bikini, and this summer I’m not.  Several months ago, I hardly thought twice about what the effect of what I am wearing will be on the men I meet out in public, and now I never leave the mirror in the morning without thinking about it.

This girl in California, that recently stopped wearing bikinis. TRAPPED.
I would like to start a discussion about personal freedoms, self restraint, etcetc. For another day, sober.