I acknowledged recently that women really do want their lives to be like a movie somedays, just somedays. They want that man they desire to make some grand gesture, they want their hearts a-flutter, they want to sit at a coffee house or gastropub with lit candles surrounded by a group of friends talking about the new man she's in awe of. Some women will not openly admit to being a romantic, but this is more about feeling worthy of these gestures than it is romanticism. It's about being surrounded by people and environments that make you feel good. Can you blame a girl? A man I discussed this with responded that women need to realize life isn't like the movies. Fair enough, but I've decided that as long as men expect their lives to play out like porn women can happily go on thinking their lives will play out like a romantic-comedy.
On that note...it's disappointing when even masturbating reminds you of a person you already miss. Not that it'll stop me from continuing to do my thing on my own, but I'd rather a particular person be doing it instead. bummer. Life goes on....and running water goes on running.
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