stupid chickens

per my sensitivity with the bf as of late, i am tempted to read books to gain insight:

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i don't know what's wrong with me. i jump all over everything he says, and i know it's not his fault. it is, as it usually is, mine.

maybe it is slightly more difficult to date asian women because we are slightly crazier than the average female. but i doubt it.

flash: last night the bf held me down and tickled me for a good twenty minutes. i laughed so hard i cried. he was trying to get me to say that his chickens (legs) were strong. in between breaths, i gasped, "your.....chickens......are.....st........upid!"

perhaps we are both crazy, and that is why we work.

*the bf is not, has not been, and will never be, an asian. he just wishes.