I was one of the few men out there that survived after calling the woman we loved fat. It wasn't pretty in the beginning of our relationship. Had to stay up late trying to convince my chubby princess she isn't fat.. Even if she was, I would still her the same nonetheless. But after I kept on teasing you, jokingly calling you fat, mentioning those "meaty" body parts no longer affects you. We got so comfortable together that I couldn't care less about all those physical features.. In a good way of course. Because you know that I would never leave you even if you gained a few pounds, or wrinkles starts to appear. Because you know I would stay no matter what. I fell in love with whats on the inside first and I've loved you ever since princess peha besar. :)
