Year together, life has begun. He’s 35, I’m 27. Every day worse and worse. Ruined my relationship and life-alcohol and boys. Long endured, forgave. But strength and patience ran out. Fought hard, made him and his friends. Left me, took the keys to the apartment, Packed up him. He took them. Now it is very hard, it hurts. Want to howl. 4 days on antidepressants, but I understand that better now I can live with that, than then all life will be nothing. Friends and vodka will be the priority.
Anonymously. So I you guys don’t understand want to do something nice and get obegolu. The essence of the story is this. My husband wanted to buy the Mercedes G class of 2017 and was about to take out a loan. I was against the loan and if you consider my husband’s passion for jeeping […]
Please ANONYMOUSLY! publish, please) I Want to tell you a story that happened to me. I married a young man, has a daughter. A few years ago, after the wedding, the wife stopped for a monitor. Very often go out without any makeup out of the house, hair no no, face pimples, the unfashionable clothes, […]
High quality sex. Are you serious? I read that most women demand from men quality sex. Itself is not funny? This is what you manufacture? Throw once and for all from the head of the phrase. To demand from a person of quality sex, is equivalent to that of the master of the factory which […]
Hi. This situation… Married for 5 years, after six months of marriage was preobretu apartment husband. After six months, he without my knowledge issued a fully apartment on the native sister, had a husband, 3-bedroom left from my parents, there lived the sister with the son, and the parents went to the village. The husband […]
as there are many posts about the mistress decided to tell his story.I had a chance to meet friends with a nice, kind man. We exchanged phone numbers. I’m realizing that men who like other pigs, without the past there is no immediately asked about his marital status that he proved his freedom by the […]
please. have kindness and good mood) My story is this. I’m 31. Son is 10 years old. The first marriage did not work, lived for 11 years, my husband got drunk and beat me went. Then took me the man long sought, eventually believed him, began to live together. I lived a year, everything was […]