what's the make of MEN?

Men are always unbelievable. I'm done playing the guessing game.

Now you are jealous(out of nothing) and then you are cold(still without reasons), what am I supposed to do?

Let me tell you, A, I do have a heart. When exactly are you going to understand that?

I throw in the towel. J is exhausted so she has to give up.

It's over, for good.

Good chance you won't care a damn anyway.

If men are kind of product, what will the brand name be? Weird, fickle, skittish and stupidly nonchalant...Can anyone tell me what's the make of them?

What I want is so incredibly simple——to stay with you and be happy. Why does that seem hard to you? I even convinced my parents to warm to you and to invite you over for this coming winter break. For god's sake, A, I never laid my eyes on other "male counterparts". I was simply busy and held up by the hectic campus schedule. Why on earth are you so constantly hypersuspicious and hypersensitive?

However, don't wait for me to beg and don't expect me to shed a single drop of tear. Since you made the choice so I'd better follow suit.

Like you said, no one is silly. Yep, no one.

We probably did love each other, but the sad truth is we loved our respective selves more.

So be it. Let go.

Adieu...