with healthy, beautiful hair. We were in a car accident. I was in a car accident.
I hate it so much I don't want my daughter to have anything to do with me
But Olga is attracted to me like I'm obsessed with her We hugged and danced on our first date at my house I lifted her skirt and looked at her beautiful in the mirror Sexy ass I lit a candle and put the mirror on the bed and watched her sleep like a child, biting her fingers and sleeping
I wanted to marry her and her mother scolded me and humiliated me I thought I coveted her property but Orr Ga's father accepted me, and we cheered. He played the Turkish March and beat on the sofa with his hands, following the rhythm
. Cars blocked by us Ice cream in the hands of passers-by everything is a blessing for our love Olga and my father danced happily to the Turkish March at the wedding Nothing could be better than
love swoon My mind didn't diminish my artistic inspiration. On the beach by the sea, on the side of the road, in the bathroom at home, where Olga was in the bathroom, I was filled with the desire to create.
But soon after Olga's father died, at his funeral, the Turkish march was abruptly played. I took her and ran away, leaving behind a sworn declaration that I could feed Olga on my own, and
life peace. Olga started doing a mundane job, grocery shopping every day. I made a living by selling my creations, but one day Olga burst into a rage after I sold an intimate painting of my daily life and rushed down the rainy street I hugged her and told her I loved her and begged her for forgiveness It wasn't a compromise that I surrendered to life
But love is far more fragile than I thought Olga had a new love I've seen it all The shame and anger I'm shivering with alcohol and jealousy I vomited out of control she was with her mother Even though she's empathetic, I still don't I will give up my love, I will never stop pestering her, while she is sleeping, forcibly take her, trying to save her a little bit, but it backfires, she still chooses to leave me that day, her fiancé took her to pack her clothes, I hug her and look in the mirror, she is beautiful and sexy This scene is like the first time we dated, I lifted her skirt, but this time, instead of shyly complaining about me, she pushed me away in disgust. I know that everything is irreversible. Like releasing a seagull, I finally I chose to let go.
After a long time, I continued my sloppy life. I accidentally met Olga. Today, she is very fashionable and beautiful. She is very different from before. We went to dinner. After I took her to the hospital in the toilet, I found out that she had cancer and lost her beautiful hair. She became sensitive and irritable because of the pain. I bought her a wig and bought gummies to make her happy and read to her. By the way, I told her that I have been using The soul loves her but all these things can't keep her my love Olga has left this world her body, hair and clothes will fade away only the statue I made for her and the love and misses in my soul
This is a tribute to hippie love and an artist's dedication to love
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