Just why
the hell fuck
should I marry you?
I would gladly
look after a woman
in her middle age
and old age,
when she decided
to spend
her youth
with me.
In your youth,
you may spend it
with me,
but you never
stopped looking
for another man.
Never stopped
wanting out.
Now as you approach
middle age,
and shelf life
almost completely
out
in Indonesia,
you suddenly
want me
to marry you?
Perhaps.
I won't rule it out
completely.
If you start
treating me
like you
really
treasure me
like a
precious gem,
Yes I would
marry you.
But,
you can't
even begin
to behave
like a woman,
let alone
treat me
with
any kind
of human
respect.
So why the hell fuck
should I marry you?
