People call me perfect, but I was never perfect.
I'm a stupid Casanova who always breaks girl's heart.
If I have a girl here, I have a girl there. How many slaps I have gotten from girls I break.
My parents are sweet, my sister is loving, I have many lovers but I never find myself happy.
I don't know what page of my life is still missing to make me contented and happy.
I don't know what I need to be a better man.
They say I have everything, but I don't..
I still don't have my happiness.
I still don't have the missing page of my life.
I still don't have someone to spend eternity with.
I still don't have the girl that will complete me.
I still don't have the girl who will complete my book.
I still don't have her.
I don't know how to love, how to court, how to make a girl feel special and happy.
I don't know how to do the laundry , to sweep heck! I don't even know how to wash the dishes!
But, I can cook.
I can cook burnt eggs and that's it.
If it's not burnt it's too salty, if not too salty or burnt, it's not cooked well
Anyways, I'm Drake Ford and this is my story.
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"People might tell you how lucky you are to have me crazy over you, but in all honesty, I'm much more lucky that you're mine and mine only." -Drake Ford
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Hanep! Possesib si koya.
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