Anonymous

I’m a fit, masculine, relatively good-looking white top, 5 foot 10 inches, blue eyes, short hair.

We both don’t want to stay in a relationship banked on some fictitious act. I don’t want to fall in love with the actor of you. I want the real you.

I’m sure you’re thinking, “Why didn’t you just lose the weight with him?” And for a while, that’s exactly what I did.

When I was a little girl, I used to look up at him and feel how lucky I was to have someone like that in my family. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to play baseball, how to hide my wine bottles from mom and dad (many years later, of course).

Kiss because you’re young, because you want to, because you can, because you love him, because you don’t.

Even boys know the words to “Man! I Feel Like A Woman.”

5. Shut up about it after a couple weeks.

You look to your left. The tissue box is empty. You recall that the tissue box was also empty yesterday. It didn’t refill itself.