i mean, yar, girls need their own personal time too of course. but somehow, the amount of private space guys need seem to be able to fill up the universe, which happens to be expanding by the second. sheesh.
let's see how long can i tahan being the sweet, tolerant and understanding one. regarding this issue of course. well, for many other issues, he's the sweet tolerant understanding one. so i shouldn't complain too much HAHAHA.
and the best part? no point if my mind ever decides to play with the idea of changing. 'cause all males are the same. SHEESH.
to best express how i feel, i shall let images do the talking (and this one, is my all time favourite piece):
The Scream by Edvard Munch.
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Epilogue(hahahaha):
to be fair, he did tell me to let him know whenever i think he's neglecting me, and he's afraid that he would whenever he goes deep in thought, swimming in his own world. today i'm just more easily irritated, think it's my menses. makes me mental. haha! hey, 4 Ms. Menses Makes Me Mental! ok i'm going nuts lol.
feeling better after ranting it on the blog. i'm quite stupid and easily placated actually, once i saw our photo on his display pic. sheeesh. i'm SO LOUSY. *bangs head*
i'm the biggest chicken backside lar. oh sheesh. :(
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FINAL Epilogue:
ok to cut the story short, we talked it out, and we are happy again! AHHAHAHA. being together with another person is a skill. oosh. very cheem, very cheem....
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