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So my girlfriend, who I've been with for about 2-3 months now, is obviously very tomboyish.

Just by looking at her you can't really tell, but you can sort of guess so. She never wears skirts and dresses... she only wears a dress on formal occasions. She usually just wears jeans or shorts. She also doesn't wear any make-up, or have any type of piercings... not even earrings. At work she says she wears pants instead of a skirt.

Her hair is also pretty short for a girl. I can't really describe it, but it's similar in length to Videl's (from DBZ) when she cut it while Gohan was teaching her how to fly. Sorry if that makes me sound like a weeaboo, but that's all I can compare it to, lol.

Personality-wise, she's also definitely a tomboy. Most of her favorite shows and movies and books all include some kind of violence and/or adventure or fighting... like Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad, Dexter, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, Friends, etc. She also loves many anime. She's also very physically active, and loves swimming and sports and soccer and the such.

But despite all this, her outfits are always just so cute, and she always smells so good, and her skin and hair just feel so silky and nice whenever I feel them.

When I brought this up to her despite her being so tomboyish, she laughed and replied with, "All because I'm a tomboy doesn't mean I'm not into fashion or that I don't take care of my skin and hair."

So are tomboys usually like her, with cute clothing choices, a good smell, and really soft skin and hair?

My best friend and his crush approached to offer me a community where we, indeed, enjoyed spending each other after my horrible break up. After months, turned out she had a deep crush on me since middle school. Her deep passion was like a sweet assuaging candy to my heart, which was as cold as ice still trying to cover up the wounds that my break up left to my heart.

Days and days I still can hear her echo, soothing her baby sister from the third floor of her house like a cup of warm milk mixed with her honey at the middle of cold night, but as her hand approached to mine, I could never forget the face, the face of a tortured heart engraved on my friend's face. I knew this guy since elementary school. We weren't close, but we did the moment. He was not a good looking man.

She was not a good looking girl.

However, they both have the warmest smiles you have ever seen. The smile of a soothing warm, happy sunlight in your cold days. And the smile of of a sad, cool rain in your hot days.

I still indeed was astray from my break up. I did not love her, and as brocodes, one bro shall never date another bro's love. And I made that clear, very clear. Clear enough to hear her crying as I walked away. Clear enough to wear her ring given to me as my necklace, a symbol of a delayed love.

You know... we always rode bicycle back to school. To be honest, those were my good old days. I have never forgot their faces when saying good bye to me.

A face of an endured bucket of tears. And the face of hopelessness in easing the love of his life. As the train parted, my heart did not even ache, but their faces... forever have haunted me.

May I ask what your story is?