Not Mummy's Boy.

What I wish for the most after coming home at the middle of the night is someone to give me a back rub. A professional masseur giving me his free service would be great. My body aches as I serve those rich people. But I'm getting use to it, slowly, as I stay there longer.

With that gentleman, I do have a desire to build a good future, together. However, a little bit inferior I feel as I start comparing myself with him. I question whether am I actually compatible to be his partner in the long run.

I'm falling for a geek.

Not handsome guys that a normal girl would go for. I think I pick him because he's stable. Stability has always be on top of my list whenever I want to choose a life partner.

Maturity comes second. No, I don't simply make a selection of rich guys who are wealthy just because their parents are so. Those guys I consider "Mummy's Boy". Opposites attract. Daddy's Girl just won't fall for that type.

All I Ever Wanted Was Only A Sugar Daddy.

I saw pretty ladies working there as I stepped out of the night club. I told few of them who were with me that I have a desire to join "the club".

"You're nuts, for having that intention." One replied.
"Materialistic and cheap". Another added.

It has been hard since young for me. Financial crisis comes over and over. I just wanna taste that luxurious life. Safe and secure.

"Oh financially satisfying, huh?" That man gave me a wondering disgusted look.

I said: SugarDaddy suits me quite well.

He just wants my friendship. I can offer that. In fact, I know he's already sexually inactive at this age. All he needs is actually merely a little love and caring - a touch, a hug, a little cuddling. That's still okay with me, as long as I dont lose the Big V to him.

Plus he is old, he will look good beside me. And I, I would be happy to be his young woman. Also, I know that he has gone through many thicks and thins. So he's better in handling me, emotionally at least.

"Hmmm...sigh... you are that type." That individual interrupted and concluded wrongly.

Look beyond that, can you?

I'll be careful in whatsoever I say next time, some thoughts are just not meant to be shared - writing them down is way better than saying them out loud.

Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?

I saw him. Oh, he's my type. I love him. To love me too.

From my silent observation, he's one experienced guy that knows how to turn a woman on. That lady with him is so lucky.

Now I doubt Asian men. Can I still rely on that 40 year old chap to be like him? Far from it.

The guy that I'm with now is getting boring and dull. Same old things daily. I want creativity. Don't be so blur, puh-lease. I hope I don't have to tell you exactly what I want, everytime.

I'm tired of being the Romeo over and over again. Give me one day at least to be Juliet. Wake up, wake up..! Do you need me to take up your roles? I'd be a better man.



So tell me, have you ever really loved a woman? Still, you can't answer me.