Some men feel their masculinity can only be proven if they play out in their own life all the locker-room stories, smugly confident that what a wife doesn’t know won’t hurt her. The truth is, somehow, way down inside, without her ever finding lipstick on the collar or catching a man in the flimsy excuse of where he was till three A.M., a wife does know, and with that knowing, some of the magic of this relationship disappears.
I miss you. Or as the French say it, you are missing from me. You have been the most constant person in my life, I don’t remember a part of it where you are not present. You’re always there, sharing the clothes, bedroom, mattress. The person I can have spontaneous conversations with anytime, anywhere. The […]
You know you like a film when you’ve watched it four times in a week. Granted, you have the time and privilege to watch for free, but you just don’t monitor every screening time and sneak out of your post to catch it. Well I did, because it’s that good! […]
Dear Sir, I don’t like forgiving people sir, especially if I love them, they’re a permanent part of my life, and yet they hurt me again and again and again, and I have to forgive them again and again and again. It’s difficult sir, not to mention painful. But I guess that’s the essence of […]
Dear Sir, The last of the Twilight Saga films finally came out. I can now move on with my life. It was a good finale, sort of. 80% was crap, but they spiced it up a little in the end to make a ‘better version’, it didn’t work though, but it did catch my attention, […]