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I'm not bad looking girl with a good figure and long hair, well groomed. my name is Darlene, 27 years old from Huron: My favorite movie "Blue Angel Cafe" and favorite book about sex "Barbarella (comics)". My lips are one of my best assets, and i love to give o to complete. My boyfriend has given me a lot in the year-and-a-half we've been together: a belly rub when I ate an entire pepperoni pizza in one sitting, a flat-screen TV when my '80s model finally self-destructed, plus the usual jewelry, cards, and flowers. Since sixth grade, the best way for me to gauge my attraction to a guy has been to check for a sense of anxiety bordering on torture, an ache that signals the countless ways in which I consider him out of my league — and thus worth pining for.Forget butterflies — full-on birds knocked around in my stomach.But our three-year, on-and-off relationship crushed my self-esteem.