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Welcome to my advice column. My name is Dawn. First, I assure you I am not like other young people at all. There is nothing about me that is overly special. I have an extreme fear of going back in time, getting stuck there then contracting a disease that's curable now but not curable then, and of being drowned by peacocks. o.0 I have little respect for what hasn't earned it, most of the world is little more than my plaything or a joke to me but what makes it inside my walls is there forever. I was probably tampered with as a child by aliens. Godspeed.

This is an advice column. I have little patients for idiots...

Q: Can I ask you a question?


A: You just did, now I'm all out of answers for today, try again never.

Q: What's the song that goes like this ... ?


A: How is this asking for advice?

Q: I had unprotected sex 23,086,165 times, am I pregnant?


A: Take a damn test and stop being such a whore.

Q: Does he like me?


A: If you have to ask stupid questions like this, to complete strangers who know neither of you, then I highly doubt it. And if he does, then he's an idiot.

Q: Ok, I have to write this essay on (fill in the blank), what should I write?


A: Try growing a brain to think for yourself. You'll never amount to anything if you try to get others to do your homework for you.

Q: Rate this picture, am I ugly?


A: Once again, how is this asking for advice. Stop trying to get self-confirmation through strangers online. You have real self-issues and should probably see a therapist.

Q: Lyk how do u no if u r a lez?


A: You should really learn proper spelling and grammar. It's beyond me how anyone can understand a thing you said.

If you have a serious question, I can be one of the most helpful people you know. I may be only 22, but I have experienced a lot in my life. If I don't know the answer to your delema, I wont pretend to know it and give some random answer that sounded good at the time, I will simply let you know that I don't have the answer, and reffer you to some place that you can find the answer.

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I've been trying to figure this out since I've been with my boyfriend for the past 2 months. It's a new relationship but we feel like we've known each other all our lives. He is the greatest guy I've ever met - handsome, funny, smart, sweet, loving, sexy, treats me like queen. But the thing, before we got together, I NEVER would have thought I was his type. I'm a regular girl, take care of myself, care about people, not a hot babe or anything but I'm alright. So anyhow, I feel insecure to be with him because with how hot and great he is, he's bound to find a hot and great girl. Therefore, I find myself very very skeptical about this relationship lasting. I've talked to him and believe me, he reassures me like crazy that he wants to be with me and feels like he can love me forever. He really does have a good head on his shoulders. But what does add to it, is that he has a lot of female friends as well - all are just long time friends, but these girls are great as well, and I feel like he's bound to fall for one of them soon. It's so frustrating to be with such a great guy and not feel like you're the centre of his world (even when he treats you like it). What can I do?

You sound like a brilliant, loving, and kind girl. And you sound like you need some self-confidence as well. Just relax and enjoy the here and now rather than worrying about the fact that he might dump you in the future. If it lasts a forever, great. If it lasts for five months, then you have a brilliant 5 months of romance. There's no sense in going crazy waiting for this guy to dump you, because if that's all you worry about, that's what will eventually happen. Self confidence is sexy and attractive and a lack of self confidence is, well... not. It doesn't matter what these other girls look like... they are his friends, and you are the one he chose as a girlfriend. He probably wouldn't care if you grew a giant zit, and shaved your head, and lost all your teeth... he likes you for you, not your looks. There is some consolation in that, isn't there?

Love,
Tipsy Gypsy

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