Sunday, February 6, 2011

oh you men.


Pity you men will ever know how delicious the feeling of always having the preference. 
 Oh, you men who do not know how refreshing it is to talk about any subject with her friends.
 Who have no idea how traumatic it can be to break a nail, do not understand, really, how sad it is to wake up with oily hair. 
 You men, so naive, never having to face the indecision in choosing a gloss. Will never be able to entice someone by putting a smirk on your face.
 Men, who believe they are superior, but could never take a few steps in my stiletto heels.
 Men will have a lifetime without knowing how good it is being embraced by a tall brod shouldered warm bodied soul. 
 Men, boys, boys, boys ... never, never understand how important it is to pass pencil in the eye before leaving home, 
 how the sad end of "The Devil Wears Prada" really is, 
 how sexy a smart guy can be.
 how amazing the piano can sound when being played just for you.
 You, the innocent who can not imagine how many things we discovered during our routine conversations in the bathroom, do not know how good it feels to cry with a bowl of icecream in your lap.
 Men can never complain about a cut on her leg made by gillette while showering. 
 You macho men will never get the chance to scream at the sight of a roach in your kitchen, or know what it feels like to be saved from one.
 Never rub a leg in the other, trying to keep a slight sudden surge of excitement, never know how delicious the feeling that forces you to bite your lips when you see the bare chest of brad pitt. 
 boys you'll never know what it feels like when you notice your breast are a little bigger.
 or when your ass is a little tighter.

 oh you men. im so sorry.
well not really.