Mt friend the father is really my best friend. U think it’s my brain which makes me corrupted easily. My ego. My parents also are kind enemies but I don’t know, my brain is my enemy too. I need sometimes my space, being alone, solitude.. I need hearing my thoughts.. I need cultivate that..
I really thinking about the Gypsy Girl. She was nice, that other woman was not.. may her come my life if she felt something between us.