We both needed things we couldn’t have given the time and place. We mutually agreed to break up but have still remained best friends. He still means the world to me.
“Who are these men you speak of? Real men don’t cringe when they’re asked to buy a lady tampons, and most men I know regard a wife or a girlfriend taking a dump as no more gross than when a friend does it. Guys don’t visit the loo together, so it’s not a social setting for us. Menstrual blood is no different to any other blood: good for proving manliness, bad if it’s flowing outside the context of a sporting event.
A woman telling a guy she’s having her period is pretty much on the same level as telling us how upset your stomach is: good for explaining crankiness and why the dog won’t come into the house, but we really don’t need to know that. If you’re close enough to a guy to tell him you’re having your period, he’s close enough to you to already know.”
Can I call you Sammy?
depends on my mood.
if i want something fruity: wild berry/tropical skittles
if i want something chocolate: twix, kit kat or butterfinger.
I don’t. I tend not to regret things. If for some reason I do regret it… I deal with it poorly.