At my lowest point when I lost my lovely husband to a beautiful young girl I think we call slay outside talking about the Pikolo I’m Pickle-o Rick Shirt marriages’ and fun they had maybe like during the weekends’ and laugh, OMG, that laugh they used to give always killed me. After what friends showed me that year I admit I had turn into a jealous person. That year was a year I will never forget. I could wake up in the morning sit on the couch watch Isindigo, login Facebook and all those sorts of social Medias and cry
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