my friend story

Twenty-five years!
"I speak frankly about my own, so do not put your drum, my childhood, my adolescence, also helps me, I speak about my not paoyagulo. Anywhere I decide khuuba general. But the remarkable experiences of my life. That I want to share with my friends. Like many others, I did not say that anywhere I decide I landed, I was born in Dhaka at Baridhara. I was born in Barisal, Shading, manorama an environment. Where the pond was, trees, playgrounds were, dense forest, bamboo columns had been shed, paddy land, the straw was scaffolding, pigeons and grig digit was, in the light of the moon. Were siblings, were mates play. There was a lack of, were strained, was the rule. Love and Maya were bonds. I was intrigued. Was whether. Was all. And the mother.
Many questions as I like Will? Interesting questions. The answer, as I am very pyasoneta parents. My children know that I am a passionate, romantic type of the parents and the GIT. They focuses on my emotions. As the husband of my byarthatai more. In the corner because I can not help. I was very Bohemian. Turks. The boys were able to figure out that I can not jinisita abroad. It is the work. Alright, I can do it. That is why the pressure is more than jasmine. She knows I'm helpless without Jasmine. So I want to put into the embrace. I loved to read. Wrote an inbox, you have a lot of writing involved in Jasmine. Your mind is correct. He has filled my life. This November, we are going to be twenty-five years ... "

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