Was it hard? Was it runny? Was it normal? Did it smell really bad? Was there a huge mess? What it discolored? No one tells you when you're in the beginning stages of falling in love. Nobody wants to shatter the fairytale/"The Notebook" illusion you've created in your mind. They just don't have the gumption to confess to you that one day when your beloved calls you at work, the above may be the extent of your entire conversation. They don't tell you that you'll feel completely normal discussing "it". They wouldn't dream to explain how interested you could be in "it". Nope. These people, these ones who've paved the way before you, who've told you your whole life that "it" is not an acceptable topic of civilized conversation, they never let you in on the secret. One day, you'll have complete dialogs about poop. Ah, how romantic. C has had some stomach issues off and on this week. I got called to c...
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