hola ,
tu es mucho bonito....
me encanta ......
me nombre es Azreale, de new orleans.
(i understand spanish fully, but speak it like a white (italian) girl...(hehe)...but its the effort that counts)
tengo un esposa?
my x husband de corinto, Nicaragua.... he got deported because of some gang (latin kings) shit... and was suppost to be able to come back into this country after 5 years passed....
Last year, as he entered mexico on a double decker type bus, was about to be in Texas, weather was really bad.. it was around christmas and he was on his way here .....
I got a phone call three days after christmas from his madre and she had just been back from identify his body. There was a terrible accident in which he was immediatly killed.
News hit me like a fucking freight train.... I was upset with him on christmas, I thought maybe he was playing games like he used to do and went to fuck some other girl... then when i heard the news, I felt so guilty for even thinking that. I screamed and yelled for days.... I couldn't cry..... I think it took me months to cry and accept the fact that he was gone again, but this time for good... he wasn't in another country, he was dead...
I frequently talked to his mom, because it was too hard for me to accept. How? and why? if there was a God would he let this happen????? So now, almost a year later, I accept the fact that he is gone, I know that he watches down upon me from the heavens above and makes sure nothing happens to me, as if he was here....
Sorry , I just came across your profile on the yoga group , and saw your picture and stars lit up in my eyes, then when i came to your home page and your blog was in spanish, i freaked, and my heart skipped a beat... i know this all sounds so stupid, but i am honest to a fault... you are so beautiful. I would like to speak with you more if it is ok with you.....
love ,
Azreale
tu es mucho bonito....
me encanta ......
me nombre es Azreale, de new orleans.
(i understand spanish fully, but speak it like a white (italian) girl...(hehe)...but its the effort that counts)
tengo un esposa?
my x husband de corinto, Nicaragua.... he got deported because of some gang (latin kings) shit... and was suppost to be able to come back into this country after 5 years passed....
Last year, as he entered mexico on a double decker type bus, was about to be in Texas, weather was really bad.. it was around christmas and he was on his way here .....
I got a phone call three days after christmas from his madre and she had just been back from identify his body. There was a terrible accident in which he was immediatly killed.
News hit me like a fucking freight train.... I was upset with him on christmas, I thought maybe he was playing games like he used to do and went to fuck some other girl... then when i heard the news, I felt so guilty for even thinking that. I screamed and yelled for days.... I couldn't cry..... I think it took me months to cry and accept the fact that he was gone again, but this time for good... he wasn't in another country, he was dead...
I frequently talked to his mom, because it was too hard for me to accept. How? and why? if there was a God would he let this happen????? So now, almost a year later, I accept the fact that he is gone, I know that he watches down upon me from the heavens above and makes sure nothing happens to me, as if he was here....
Sorry , I just came across your profile on the yoga group , and saw your picture and stars lit up in my eyes, then when i came to your home page and your blog was in spanish, i freaked, and my heart skipped a beat... i know this all sounds so stupid, but i am honest to a fault... you are so beautiful. I would like to speak with you more if it is ok with you.....
love ,
Azreale