I went to her home yesterday.
It has become very depressed, is I always think that there is no problem with any of our two, is it really wrong?
For her, I think I can give up everything, my heterosexual friend, my career, for her, I can choose to work, stay in a country, I will die, I don't want to choose the country, but where is she? Just because I feel that someone may move her notebook, she can write her little diary about my little diary, and asking me, is it her parents?
How can I answer you?
Maybe she felt what, I ran over at 3 o'clock in the evening, I was lying on my side and comforted me, but I need to comfort, I need a kind of thing to care, from your heart, I care from my heart.
do you know? Wife!
