Aldo Kraas

Rookie (July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

SAD SAD BOY


Sad
Sad
Boy
Is
Sad
Because
HeDidn't
Get
His
Toy
That
He
Wa nted
So
Bad

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2008

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  • Rookie quercus : I've never got paid for my hits... (3/9/2008 6:57:00 PM)

    Aldo, I must rebuke you for these words. You shouldn't laugh at anybody, especially those who are grown men and still believe that love really exist... I think he never wanted her to be his toy, otherwise he wouldn't try to pill her layers so hard in order to check wheter she lies or not... Oh dear, sometimes we don't take pple the way they are, but test them assuming they are fake... I think this is a very common mistake in many relationships... I don't want to judge anybody... just wanted to share my thoughts this piece has provoked, and you get 10 points for that. I love your honest writes :) (Report) Reply

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