I love my boys. I really do. I don't mind the constant belching, the stinky feet, or the insane amounts of testosterone that they produce. Those boys are my entire world. But, those boys are also the reason I love my sisters, my girlfriends, and all the other females in my life the way I do.
When I'm with the girls, I'm just that, I'm a girl. I get to talk about things other than Xbox games, sports, or Scooby Doo. I'm not the cook, the maid, or the referee. I get to enjoy pink sparkly things and look at purses.
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