i think right of now, many of you may have known how stubborn of a being nanue is.
on the head, on the heart. well, the whole skeleton is.
i don't know exactly how to put these into words. words won't do any justice at amplifying what's inside. nonetheless, a try wouldn't be harmful.
being nanue, one would experience extreme degree of denial, especially in love life. be it love for friends, family, and that special someone. when i talked to nani just now, we agreed on one thing: it's just not in the genes. we figured that the whole lovey dovey cheesy weezy things aren't parallel with our family's culture. sad but true, we never had proper salam raya, let alone kisses and hugs. thanks to ayah, he refuses that ongoing dilemma and started up being all manja and lovey dovey to us, and that got my mom nauseatic all the times.
so inside i pray, some sort of bizarre mutation would occur in my genes so that being lovey dovey would be something of my norm.
but i failed.
sorry loved ones.
on the head, on the heart. well, the whole skeleton is.
i don't know exactly how to put these into words. words won't do any justice at amplifying what's inside. nonetheless, a try wouldn't be harmful.
being nanue, one would experience extreme degree of denial, especially in love life. be it love for friends, family, and that special someone. when i talked to nani just now, we agreed on one thing: it's just not in the genes. we figured that the whole lovey dovey cheesy weezy things aren't parallel with our family's culture. sad but true, we never had proper salam raya, let alone kisses and hugs. thanks to ayah, he refuses that ongoing dilemma and started up being all manja and lovey dovey to us, and that got my mom nauseatic all the times.
so inside i pray, some sort of bizarre mutation would occur in my genes so that being lovey dovey would be something of my norm.
but i failed.
sorry loved ones.
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