i'm a girl
as i sit here, watching america's next top model, i realize that i have become a woman. living with two, and spending so much time with three, one in particular - i watch this show on now and mutter, "yeah, that dress is great on her", "she needs to trim those brows", "that wasn't the right top for her". it's sad really.
i mean, last week i was frustrated, confused, and my nipples were sensitive. come to find out, my roommate and i were both on our PMS.
don't get me wrong, i'm glad my girl and i can sit up here and watch female tv shows with each other and we both be into it. besides, she sits with me through action flicks and psychological thrillers. my roommates talk sports with me and buy copies of Smooth Girl and King. Does that balance things off? Does that justify the shift my own identity?
i doubt it. but at the very least, it makes me feel better about new estrogen.
1 Comments:
Really spurt, extra titties???
Yeah poo poo, you're my girlfriend... and I'm ok with that.
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