You’re lucky, you’ve fallen in love with your best friend. The person that accepts you at your worst, the person that laughs at your stupid jokes. The person who knows you better than you know yourself. I would kill to spend my life with that person.
I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.