meet someone early in the morning (for those who read me for a while ': that of doormat always the wrong way).
acchittatissima Still, fashion hair, black seabream.
It is a litany of whining.
A marriage behind them, older children, sometimes living together, a new companion.
The problem that nags at the moment is right there: 'I'm the man is creating a scab that never ends.
In this case: he has a habit of sending indefinite quantity of roses at home and this is not what disturbs her little daughter who, having been left behind by little, every time you come 'ste cartload de rose prorompre in desperate cries (out of jealousy, of course).
So the question is: to offend the rosary and told him to pack it all the more appropriate verb (..... er) or wait until the child is in itself the ability to overcome this tragedy?
(The fact that he is sposatissimo every night and return home to his wife seems to be, for us, insignificant detail.)
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