Happy Valentine’s Day week. We hope you all enjoyed your celebration of love, or lust, with boxes of chocolates, flowers and romantic dinners, expensive pre-fabricated cards, proposals, engagements, and a peck on the cheek…or two. How utterly wonderful...for all of you!
Now what about the rest of us?
It’s not always a bed of roses. Sometimes the object of your affection – perhaps the only one who has ever understood you, appreciated you – is shacked up on a cot in a state penitentiary. Your father is dead and rotting. Your cold and calculating mother is too busy with her hot new mistress. Your favored brother is leaving you for a life of his own with some Ivy League harlot.
Farrah is just like the rest of us. She just wants to be loved; to be appreciated. But her story has taken a turn. Farrah would KILL to be adored. And she will…