Something I Got Wrong

The Story

Something's wrong. It's a cruel nerve, and I want to drink all the time. It's the dumbest I've ever abused. And now I'm not doing it, I'm a responsible and conscientious husband and father. I don't know. I'm going to dream about biting my cup on Monday afternoon and all week. I'm a dude, and I'm responsible, so I drag them to my back and homework and work.....!!! Until a month ago, I was totally fine! I was thinking about money, dreaming about foreign women (only I was a meech), educated the inheritance, played football every Sunday and drinking 3-4 times a month. Now I'm obsessed, I even missed a round on the specious and I had the opportunity (married from 5g and not so far). I have a feeling my wife has teamed up with the devil, especially for this case. As a cover of all the constantly emerging new and new obstacles from a irresistible character to my frustration. Help!!!! I WANT TO GET INTO ALCOHOLIC DELIRIUM AND EVERYONE HAS CONSPIRED TO TAKE ME TO POPORECHATH!

Last Updated
May 14, 2020
Author:
ynotriot

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