Best of Ducts

I wasn’t always a bad kid. Sure, I was a little anti-social and my penchant for wild bursts of Disco dancing made me a very lonely 3rd grader.
We consume what we must, to make it up.
In this neighborhood, tact never stood a chance.

Into such an India I am born. As the firstborn daughter, I enjoy an enviable position in the family and am subject to huge amounts of pampering.

To me, being a slut meant being promiscuous, and being promiscuous meant being desirable, and being desirable meant being powerful.

I’ll watch anything with a Real Housewife in it.
I say this with no pride and little understanding. I have no preferences.