My love in some place was perfect, I wasn't bad with me what I judge be bad with me, had an affair with the friend that helped me, and wanted that he had kids with a European woman, no matter how that would hurt, I preferred be his friend instead and wish to him to have the European child with another girl, I married with the other that was with dark skin and he was in the end only good for me, why people can't be like stars, perfect, special and love really wanting only the good for the other? Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim
Ps.: Why people want to ask some questions on someone's vacation, see that I would be writing an article that almost nobody would read for months?
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