“Can I touch your hair”. At that point, her blood started to boil, her eyes filled with blind rage that she whirled and shouted, “No, you can’t. Don’t touch my hair!!!”. Then she went into a long tirade of all she had been through, with angry tears streaming down her face.
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Trouble in paradise
“You good for nothing man, all you know how to do is to eat, sleep and watch TV all day”,… Read more Trouble in paradise