The Good Ones Taken Away, and Stuck With the Bad One!
I was introduced to a man from Syria, now I know what you may be thinking, but he was an amazing guy. Spoke english, the best lips ever, and the sweetest eyes ever. I went to visit him with my family, he stole a bracelet from my Aunt, pawned it, to buy me a birthday present! I thought that I would honestly spend the rest of my life with this guy. He knew my family, my family knew theres, and everything was great! After this happend, and I went back home, I started getting angry. I pushed my family away and moved out of their house.
Then I meet another jerk who I move in with as a room mate(first time doing this) and he wants me, but brings back other chicks to the house, cheats, and then asks me to marry him. I leave him, and like an idiot fall for Mr. Hot Stuff who turns out to be a complete drug addict, I mean, why do men always have to turn out to be a**holes?! I don't know. You know, it's funny sometimes to not know why god makes you meet certain people, or go through certain situations, but it can sometimes hurt a lot! Any words of wisdom anyone?!