Hepa and I fight a lot. We’re both very stubborn. We’re constantly arguing over who is right. We must break up at least once a week. We both have a hard time trusting. We live too far apart and he needs to learn to just nod his head “yes” sometimes and just give in (that seemed to work well for my mom & dad haha). Sometimes I wonder if we ever do anything right.
But out of all the fights we’ve had, there’s something we do get right and that’s sex. It’s amazing how in one moment I feel like bashing him in the noggin with my purse full of coins and the next we’re fucking like cave people. I’ve never in my life experienced the intensity we share when we make love. It seems to make us forget all the arguments and name-calling that almost consumes the 5 days every week that we don’t see eachother. Living so far apart sucks. But the sex makes up for it. teeheehee!