Wow, guys who collectively spend millions on pants and boxers!
BEHHWHAHAHWHAJSKSFKKDJFKGKTKRJF OH NY HODDHAHAHAHJAA

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Wow, guys who collectively spend millions on pants and boxers!
BEHHWHAHAHWHAJSKSFKKDJFKGKTKRJF OH NY HODDHAHAHAHJAA
THAT'S MAHOGANY!
-dying of laughter-
You just made my day.
because i know you all care so much.
a tall boy particularly who was the ability to grow a beard or at least some good scrubby stubble even if it's blonde because i like it cuz it still feels rough and silly and i like it, and hair i can mess up and they won't care, and those sultry sleepy eyes because who doesn't melt to those, and a decent sense of style in regards to footwear and perhaps wears button-ups or at least flannel, and maybe nice hands which are large and did i mention tall and not very skinny and now that he's pretty well goodness gracious he best like to eat because i will challenge him to who-can-eat-more contests and let's hope i don't always win and he has to have passion for some form of creativity, be it music or making food or making art or writing poetry or stories and he has to be smart enough to hold a conversation because some days i wanna watch lame movies and kiss his face over and over but other days i want it to still be okay on opposite ends of the couch and talking about politics and society and growing up and i want those goodbye hugs where you feel their back tense up and that little muscle twitch because they don't want you to leave and he will miss me, and tell me he misses me, and he can have a good taste in music and like the cold or at least appreciate that i like the cold and let me borrow his things and we will laugh at the dumbest things and he will let me take his picture and he will have a family that he loves and i will love them, too, and somedays i will pretend to be a housewife and i'll make him a sandwich and cookies and milk and wear a dress and apron and he can call me darling and he will call me love because he thinks it makes him sound classy and it will be
nice.
even the tide gets high at night