I asked if you have completely forgotten the United Nations man? She said that I don't know. I drank too much a few days ago. I woke up in the morning and found that I called him. But I don’t remember what I said. But what I can be sure of is that I don't love him anymore, although he used to be very important in my life. Levy had a good document to go abroad, the two were very interesting, drinking red wine at home at night, she painted her husband with bright red nail polish. Who said that men have red roses and white roses.
Every woman has a life in him. Without you at the time, how can I have a better today? I prefer to believe that the road to true love is like playing games. You must play Big Boss to unlock the next level. What is happiness like, whether there is a secret when I meet, I don't know? But true happiness is like a bluebird. When you find it, you will be disappointed to say, ah, it is such a thing, but I know that you will find it.
Looking back
As the saying goes, if you want to live well, don't eat it.
My ex. sent a sentence on MSN, I miss you. I immediately replied, thank you. He went on to ask, then do you miss me? A: No, I already have a new love. At this time, MSN could not express his indignation. An international long-distance call came over. I picked up the phone and had not had time to chill. The illiterate person could not wait to blurt out. Did you go to bed with Xinhua? You see, this is a man. He doesn't care whether you have broken up with him or not. Don't care if you and your new boyfriend are in love, and don't care if you still have a bad feeling for him.
The only thing they care about is whether anyone has been stationed in his territory after him. I replied, shutting you down. After hanging up the phone, ex. still did not give up on MSN and told me that I haven’t been upset yet? A: You are too wide. Ex.: Haha, you don't answer is the default.
After a few days, my ex. returned to Beijing and began to launch an emotional offensive against me. I love him, you can see the inferiority of all men in him, and don't hide it. Like a militant male dog, once he finds that other men are robbing him, the male hormones are exuberant and fighting high.
Our first call:
Ex.: There is time to have a meal together.
Me: I won't go to bed with you.
eX: Just eat a meal.
Me: I will never go to bed with you again.
eX: We can still be friends.
Me: I will never go to bed with you again
eX: That's alright.
Second call:
eX: I miss you very much.
Me: It is 4 am now.
eX: I am coming to find you?
Me: You want to do this, can I pay for a service for you? Please beg you to let me sleep.
eX: What do you mean by saying this? I don't want to find you because I want to have sex, but I feel that it is very good to be very comfortable with you and I want to do it with you.
Me: Thank you, I am very touched. But we are still friends.
eX: We are friends, I don't make love with people who are not friends.
Me: No, I mean, I will only go out to eat friends who eat, drink, drink, and not love. What do you call this kind of thing?
eX: Male friend.
Third call:
eX: I want to make love with you.
Me: It's so touching.
eX: So I am looking for you?
I do not.
eX: Guarantee four climaxes.
I almost have to shake it. Four times? You are so open!
eX: Seven times.
Afterward, I told Mi S Snan that I had toughly refused the invitation to go to bed, and she first falsely praised me for her self-control. I can't help but feel complacent. Oh, I promised seven climaxes. I didn't feel tempted. She immediately lost her position: You don't go to the seven climaxes, you tell him, can I go?
I was loved by men before, some because of looks, some because of talent, and some because of personality. But ex is the only one who is savvy about my bed. This makes me very happy and discovers another strength of my own. In the future, if I am a young lady or a mistress, it will be a competitive advantage.
I said that I don’t want to go back to the grass. It’s not that I don’t go to bed with an ex, but I don’t want to rekindle. Vulgarly, it’s time to go back to the grass and go back and do it. When one of my eyes used to break up, I looked at me with tears and said, then, can we get out of bed after we break up? I had a few hundred thoughts in my heart. I wanted to slap him in the face, or spit the slobber with green slag, or slap it to his JJ, but after a silence, I said, of course, why use your Error to punish myself? So before my next boyfriend appeared, he was always a bed partner with a clean and on-call service. And eX is a very useful thing. Every time I am cold and cold, or when we are arguing about the Cold War, I can't help but slap the eX. After I get the man's longing for you, I will show that I am still a pearl. Double tears, hate not reunion when you are not married, the grievances, grievances and unbearable hang up the phone, sleep peacefully. As for the resolute refusal to rehabilitate with eX, one is because my new Huan is gentle and powerful, and I don’t want to risk losing his life. I have refused. I can’t find a ladder to step down. If I excuse me in bed and humiliate me, I will be like a prostate blockage, and I will never get wet. In the long-term perspective, I will no longer be able to play the role of the queen who can lick the whip and can only kneel at the feet of ex. This is a matter of dignity. This is a sovereignty issue. This is a question of the status of women. As the saying goes, art has no national boundaries, but artists have their motherland. I, as a three-level film that is too angry, can also fucking peniS occasionally!
P. S. There is a friend in front of how to spend the difficult night of lovelorn, my experience is, alcohol + friends + secretly love your man. Alcohol and the man who loves you are used to magnifying your self-confidence. The usefulness of your friends is to prevent you from being drunk and taken home.