Amidst my heartbreaks and mystery, I'm enjoying the mystery.
If I could guess right now at what you want me to do is to not be a lady. You either want me to rape you or be very disrespecting of myself and beg for your love. Taking commands from you is easier said than done.
I have been angry. I have thrown fits. I can see myself throwing more fits. But I'm not ready to be your Indonesian woman yet. I'd rather find ways to challenge myself or you. I'd rather avoid it.
I'm not necessarily trying to insult you or say you are seriously unworthy of any sacrifice.
Even with you being the bigger snowflake, I have a hard time being an Indonesian woman even if the statistics and you are demanding it from me.
Can we take time?
I don't understand how some things can be done at a distance.
There is still a lot I don't know.
If there is any credit of my love you can definitely claim for yourself, you have my tears, anger, and that I'm being a tease. I'm not ready to be the Indonesian woman yet.
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