Friend: On a scale of 1 to 10, how obsessed are you with Harry Potter.
Me: Nine and three quarters
Friend:
Me:
Friend:
Me:
2 differences.
There are a lot of bad things that I have done to people. Whether it’s to my family, friends or strangers. However, there are no greater evil deeds than what I actually do to my current boyfriend (Ben). From broken hearts and dilemmas to physical injuries and assault (I can add attempted murder for exaggeration of choking him). But that’s us. We constantly physically beat each other and enjoy it. I don’t know if we’re psychos, sadists, or we’re just two immature people who think assault is legal.
To start it, I’ll go with biting his entire body until it bruise. Seriously, I can’t help but bury my canines to his flesh deeper and deeper like a mad werewolf. His pale sensitive skin endures the cravings in me and I’ll never stop biting (especially on his shoulders) not unless he complains. I’d consider my bites the deadliest. Second best injury move, I call it the knee-lock tickle. I bet when he reads this he’ll spot it in a sec. This is when I get him to lie, get myself on top of him, lock his arms with my knees and tickle him until he could not breathe and accept to surrender. I do this a lot of times since he never wins at this tactic. He’s too ticklish. :P Thirdly, wish I could count the number of times I hit him on the head with anything. If I could count it all, I’d consider him brain dead already. And oh, not to mention all the slaps he gets from me, from liking or unliking his jokes, for a random move, for a bad mood and for any other possible reason I could think of. I’m very mean, I know but he bites triple more painful, hits like a tornado, and tickle as if it’s the last breathe of my existence. These are all just the physical.
Digging more further? This man is a big jealous asshole (excuse my foreign language) and I am the greatest slut known to men (credits to myself). We are two contradicting characters of our love story. They say opposite attracts, two differences makes a great team and all that but we struggle a lot. What he likes is on the other edge of what I like. Somehow we meet in the middle. We tend to enjoy each other’s company a lot. Our sense of humor connects and I feel that compatibility everytime our laughs meet. We all think we’re special and that we’re different from any other couples. We do fight a lot, break up and make up a lot (I keep writing “a lot”). But I’m tired and I’ll edit this once again to finish.. :P nyts.. :L
