
First why? dang i don't want to grow old without somebody holding my waist while sleeping... without smelling somebody's armpit (even if its smelly) hehehe weird huh? How can you stand it when your boobs is already saggy you need someone to hold it up protecting from gravity? or to scratch your back when you can no longer reach it because of rheumatism? the happiness that it can bring you and the completeness...
Ahhh but if you will know how complicated it is to have one, to grow old each other and just leave what has been established? and get another one? so when do will stop? is there really somebody out there that fit us like a puzzle? while walking i used to joke at myself if somebody might you know "tisod" hahaha! I'm getting there.. hopefully in Korea soon... if not here it might be in some place....looking forward for that...
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