我一辈子恨她

i hate him, no, is she. she took away my best friend, my best friend, though, i again had my friend come back strong, but we have a gap, i have a deep heart wounds from an accident.

that was an accident, not an accident. time away from home - her organization. playing time in the toilet, me and my best friend that organization, she participated in, resulting in a runaway accident.

i still hate her, forever……

another day, i saw her, she looks to me retching a few times. i have pain, i thought of that accident.

i thought - i saw him.

my throat and locked, and i know that my heart has dried up.

i do not puppy love, but do not like him because he is my father. perhaps this is not unusual, my father my father, nothing of.

my father thought i frowned, because he saw my best friend and my shoulders draped side by side out … …

because of her, she organized this accident, my dad was my best friend that is a bad girl.

i hate her … …