This Wednesday, hunky and I will celebrate eight years together with a counseling session. He also promised that if I'm still talking to him afterwards, we'll go out to dinner.
And if I'm not talking to him? Guess he's having cyanide for din-din.
On the road of life, I'm one big accident. Sometimes the accident has already taken place, and other times it's just about to happen. Either way, my life is a bumpy ride to self discovery. And sleep.