xxxh: writes to me here a guy with whom once lived together for six months, have not communicated for a year. Nothing but friendship connected us, he was bored, I had no place to live. We fought terribly with him. I quote :
I was walking here on the street, a piece of ice falls from the roof, a caiaque fucking me on the shoulder, it hurts to chew, I fall with my hand into dog shit, my stomach into a mixture of salt, water and dirt. I lie down, marry, look at the hand in the shit and something you immediately remembered"
Not a fool?! to