in the words of Diana Ross--"i want muscles!" especially when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex. i don't want a jerk but i don't want a pushover either. if something is wrong or not to ur liking say something-do something. but don't whine! not sexy. and how do u expect me to move forward once I've seen u shrivel up and die in the face adversity. let me be the girl, please! i'm such a cancer. tough on the outside-tender on the inside. i don't always express myself as much as i should so therefore my mate needs to be able the balance me off. nothing personal just my preference. eat ur Wheaties damn it. BYE.
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