We fight.

Every single day.

And that is not figuratively speaking.

In fact, we are fighting right at the moment.

Well, it is mostly me.

I always am mad at him.

Like over the smallest things.



Seriously, even I won't date me.



Fawh: Eeee penatlah asyik nak bergaduh je. Hari hari gaduh, hari hari gaduh.

Jebat: Lahh kenalah practice. Nanti dah kahwin macam ni lah, kerja gaduh je hari hari. 



He really is a keeper, isn't he?


I love you, sayang.
And because of the fights that we are having every day,
I love you even more.



Oh and happy new year, peeps!










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