My Wasted Life...

The Story

Hello good Dushians! How do I start and I do not know... Let's say I'm 36. 185 cm 78 Kilza and a little over medium nice (at least so I hope de;)). So my odyssey, when I was a student, the world was at my feet. I graduated from college, my girls went to school, 24. I bought a nice car with three rays from Stuttgart, Abe merry years ago. I met a girl from the deep land (not that it mattered to me de) we went, nowhere. Anyway, once he cheated on me, I forgave myself. The second time, I was already insane. It's like taking a baby's teat. There was no turning back! God knows his work, it turns out that the new guy had a Girlfriend and ours was just for sex. He wrote a text message... I did, but there was no turning back. Two years ago, she married some kind of notary, Bald, thick, and aggressive but a notary. She made the bill. I laughed, and I got sad. The problem is me, friends! It's too late for kids, but I'd like to Feel "those butterflies", to love someone again. So it happened that I have 3 apartments, two to the sea and one in London. I am writing it to find out that the so-called. Apathy is not of a no- (I'm not rich, too) but it's just a stalemate. I have my parents and my brother, otherwise, if I was alone I do not know What I was going to do, they just don't deserve it. I wish I could go to a village and catch a Ginka, and Pas if it's a hundred kilos. This life is a waste of time. Hey, that's my stupid story. Thank you all for the rest of your life. I accept any advice, criticism, even swearing. Be healthy and love your loved ones;)

Last Updated
May 27, 2020
Author:
shortguy_tallgirl