Real Men

Tue, 02/18/2014 - 23:00 -- dasw16

I’m used to men.

I’m used to their

Certain “reactions” to things,

To their tallness,

Their deep voices,

Their wonderful laughs,

Their fantastic hugs…

Too bad they only exist in my head.

This is why I’m uncomfortable,

When real men try and hit on me.


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