dili mka move on :))
When I arrived at her villa she was groggy and tired..smell of whiskey is everywhere. At first she’s not talking but after awhile she did. Being one of the (she)daughters of one of the richest man on earth I can still say that I’m much luckier than her. Talking to her made me realized that love from a parent is priceless…money can’t buy. I can hear her stomach grumbling but when asked if she’s hungry she denied..nevertheless I let the housekeeper cooked hot soup for her..and boy she ate a lot from that dish..Still restless, she continued talking to me about her past life..that she tried her best but failed..and I told her nobody’s perfect life must go on, live your life and be happy..She smiled and that was too, priceless!
I have to go for I need to rest for the night because I will be back tomorrow for day’s duty. My colleague will be with her and I do hope she can have a nice sleep.I hope that “he” will realized or know even what her daughter’s true feelings, that all she needs is LOVE.
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Butterflies in my stomach!!..@!@
Shoes by Steven Arpad, 1939 France, the Met Museum
summer even in ksa!!^!^