I have my own thoughts after reading THIS, but my point is moot. I will allow one judgment: I’m so sick-and-tired of men being fucking cowards.
I’m completely exhausted with wearing the balls in a relationship. When will grown men stop acting like pansies and pussies and begin developing a backbone for the women of substantial significance in their lives?
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And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
