In high school I tried to read some book narrated by a horse from the Old South. I hated it. Hardcore.
Originally Posted by LaBellaVita
The last **** I saw, was so ****ing ugly it literally sent me into a depression. I became suicidal for a week.
actualy [sic] I have quite a blessed life if I'm honest. I have many people to love, hate few and have few money problem's [sic].... What more does a person need? Oh yeah and I have some kind of humbleness unlike you of course ^_^ ~ CarefulCarpenter