personal moments
My sweet Valentine...
February 22, 2008
“Why did you leave me?” The words struck me like a slap. I would have preferred an insult to my character, my heritage,…
“Why did you leave me?” The words struck me like a slap. I would have preferred an insult to my character, my heritage,…
I am now ready for that big Boeing 747 to drop from the sky and hit me head first. Or for that sneaky alligator which l…