Having a gorgeous boyfriend gives you a mixed bag of feelings. You love it cos, hey, he's dead gorgeous, being so proud that he's calling you; baby and pointing to every of his friends telling them you're his girl. But you hate it because it makes him that much more oblivious when other girls are practically hanging off of him.

Sometimes, you just feel like screaming; leave him alone, he's my boy. But you can't do anything cos he will just think that you're a sensitive ass fuck. And one day you stand no more so you got angry which you nearly let go of him and one sentence just popped out from his mouth, "If you'll break-up with me, I will be a homosexual forever." and the next second he hugged you tightly and tears seems to drop. How sweet can it be?


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