couplehood drama, and why?

exhaled as I left the venue.
the venue where 4 kegs of beer and endless packs of cigarettes were consumed at.

"what a relief," I whispered to myself.

for as much as I love hanging out with my dear friends （okay okay I'm usually anti-social, and I don't deserve to claim it as "hanging out, " but more like "hanging up," phone calls, that is) I still cannot manage to get used to couplehood drama.

when you are a couple, why would you be in drama? aren't you supposed to, you know, share? or some sort like that. I don't know. I ain't no expert in love. Or is it only called a relationship when there's drama involved. you mean, it comes in a package.

gee, I mean, cherish what you have already.

thank you God, for pushing all the men away from me, for that I could actually enjoy a peaceful night that involved excessive drinking and singing.