There is also the classics about "my man won't give me birthday presents/wants to have a threesome with me and my best friend/isn't willing to talk things through" etc. and the answer always ends with "Perhaps you should give him a BJ and fix him a good dinner" 
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
