The Talk

We had a talk today. But by the end of it, I realised it's The Talk... Mel I have discovered the source and the root of all 'problems', all difficulties.

Maybe not all will agree with me, I have a hard life. I have. I struggle every month. I slog th' the days. The money in my bank are exchanged from the sweat upon my brows, the smiles even when I really want to say 'Fuck you'. I threw all the 'Fuck you' from my mind and train myself to fuck care. What to do when when life is a little fuck up?

So I think it's not too much to ask for a man who loves me, values me, adores me, appreciate me, pamper me. Actually all woman who respect themselves should find one. Like what Jason said 'It is not wrong for a woman to ask for a 'better life' and hence a better man...

I have this pain, this anger... which I can't put in words. But if you don't love me or rather don't love me enough, please don't hold my hand. Yes, I cant take it any longer. It's driving me crazy. You occupied the whole of my mind but I am just at the back of yours. I am holding on to you cos I am afraid of your tears. Mel for all that I do, I can never bear to see you cry. And it pains me to think of you being bully by Angeline.I hold you upon my palms but she just break your heart. I am afraid others will hurt you. So I am holding on to you. But you are hurting me... Breaking my heart to a million pieces when you say 'You just can't love me the way I do'. Why?