It's not about good or bad! It's all about eggs counting down, and it' s writen in every female animals' genes!
Every once in a while, my blood pressure will suffer from hysterical tides , which will definitely make me hysteria! There is some place down my belly singing like f**king counting down timer - tick , tack , tick , tack ... bomb, there goes down another
egg among a limited stock of your life time!
To avoid from hysteria to totally madness! I will choose to change to my night badgirl costumes and merge myself into the alluring darkness!...
But the problem for me is: if the night is good and it can give every good reason to make it a third night, I will fall in love with this male animal, no matter how impossile the match will appear in the first sight!
The impulse for fill the gap between the legs will then turn into the needs to fill the gaps in the hearts!
Begin to wonder which color tie will match his favorite shirt!
Wonder when he will ask me out on a normal date when people have their clothes on!
Pay more attention to his messy apartment and feel the impulse and curiocity to clearn it in sexy lingerie!
Burn with jealousy, when heared that he was enjoying his birthday party with his friends, and wonder why his "babe" is not invited, when clearly be aware that I will never be on his friend list ! By revenge of these annoying self-disturbing moment, I will
intensionally neglect his booty call or hot messages, when we would have a whole day or night in bed according to his schedule!
Last but not least, begin to wonder what color of skin our kid will have....
Wow , totally insane!
So to cure this sickness, caused by egg counting down, and been aggravated by confusion of good or bad:
Should I find as many of possible partners to avoid it become third time? should I buy myself a vibrator
Or once for all, cut off my uterus?