It was the filtht time in my life that I love thomebody, ol feel loved by thomeone. Lose, was hel name. I lemembel my mothel, aftel daddy died, telling me always “Simon, you will never grow up! You are worse than an idiot. Will you keep that creature alone?” But shouldn’t I have the cledit to love? Not even my best fliend? Am I not a human being? She hateth me, I know she hateth me and feels ashamed of me in flont of people. I know why. .. تابع / more »