Gay Best Friend. Only Straight.
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As a guy who’s been labeled as “safe” and having a “boy-next-door vibe“, I noticed that girls tend to trust me. A lot. I’m the guy who women hang out with and tell all their dirty linen to while he secretly masturbates to their stories when they’re not looking. It’s good to be trusted, which means that girls are totally comfortable with me and they have no qualms nor inhibitions whatsoever with me.
Okay, maybe they trust me a tad too much.
You know some girls being considered one of the boys? I think I fall into the male equivalent of that situation. Because girls lug me around when shopping for clothes, make up, perfume, feminine pads, and other girly stuff you don’t even wanna know. They treat me as their gay best friend. Only straight.
It’s different from being a guy best friend. As in totally. Read the rest of this entry »
