My bathroom, my lover
I never used to understand why some people I've spoken to said they would like to have a separate bathroom from their spouse. I had never been possesive about that particular space and never saw the point of being so.
Now, I've learnt to be jealous.
I want my bathroom to be like a lover—to be ready and waiting invitingly for only me when I get home (late) at night, and when I wake up in the mornings.
Now, I've learnt to be jealous.
I want my bathroom to be like a lover—to be ready and waiting invitingly for only me when I get home (late) at night, and when I wake up in the mornings.
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