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Not Hernever marry a woman who doesnt love you..
she and specially the other man will hurt you with your most precious child from her...specially a girl child..
Man Dogdog bites man still remains dog, human doesnt become dog
human can still hunt dog and still be human
Partially Awareevery other hates white race and white women..
I am partially aware but I have a feeling...my flatmates were speaking derogatory words for Slovak women too..amongst those flatmates were Muslims, Brahmins and other caste equally..
back last year June in Bombay, my flat mates raped European prostitutes and beated the hell out of them in pregnancy...and shed them away with some money..
This is happening...even more..
The ProblemMy sister has a bad marriage, with a bad unaryan family
they extract my parents repeatedly of heavy sums of money...while my parents appraise them, and see them as a huge investment scope, becasue the husband is a banker, they dont care for me at all, rather than my slightest needs in life for an education and life...I only get food and frugal cloths and a hell of no future, and a hell of non love and no future existance, they say you are enough old, but enough old also needs funds to start something...its impossible to imagine for you, but no one here loves or cares for me...rather all are enemy who delude me..I was normal one year ago....they ruined me....its not her fault at all....I have no other option than death here..I cant work happily, cant do anything...I am ignored and not cared for...they say I am 30...but I was 27 since I wanted to persue a "proper" and meaningful digital arts education and someone I liked, who too liked me...my feelings and exitance is toyed with here...I
Take Me Awaytake me away,,to a life..
or I have no slution than suicide..if it..send me some cyanide by post..
Tell MeAm I a real failure?
Am I utterly despicable?
Do tell me, I anyway did not want to live.
I dont know what I am doing.
To KamilPerhaps he is who loves her and is fit for her...
to you Kamil..you are her rightful choice and life..
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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