In a perfect year, here is who I would have with me and why (Sorry Rod, I can't choose just one);
- Cassanova to have sex with.
- Garry Marshall to write and film a movie with.
- Walt Disney, to visit D-Land everyday with. However, if it finds out that he is anti-semetic, we will spend the year with him kissing my ass.
- Einstein to talk to, to see if he is nice to hang around with.
- The entire cast of Veronica Mars, and watch them film a season.
You all know what I'm talking about.
Men would love to know why us girls get all upset when they "go on walks by--" ah, screw it. When they masterbate. MB for short.
Girls love to feel needed in a relationship. Even if we aren't in the mood to have sex, we love it when you ask us. We might act angry, but deep down inside there is a little piece of us that feels great that you want us.
When you MB, you don't need us. When we are in the house and you do it, we feel like you don't need us anymore, which equals you don't love us anymore. Whereas you guys think it's hot when you know we are doing it, it just isn't the same for us.
It almost like a legal form of cheating. We certainly can't tell you to stop, but it bothers us as if you were cheating.
So we pout. What can we do?
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