badgirl148844
I used to think that love did not exist, that it would never be a dream, it would not be everyone's fiction. I loved my life, was calm, unrelenting, and everything was as if dictated. I liked everything in order. Until he appeared, the boy who had turned my life upside down. He was so amazing, and at the same time he was hiding a lot of trouble behind his amazing smile. He was the kind of "bad boy" from whom you should stay away, but something inside, pulled you to him like two magnets. Our love was pure, beautiful, and above all very painful. We were the same and so different. One should deal with the loss, but what if it is not possible? What if we love this man more than ourselves? ..