You fall in love and you fall out of love. Period. When my mother passed away;
I didn't hang myself. When my girlfriend(s) left me for another man; I didn't hang myself. I'm a bloody strong -- swine of a man.
That wasn't serendipity. That's destiny. My mother wasn't there anymore. It's stark, pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. Then, I found her: My Lightning Bug. -- For my Print and E-books: Go here, please: http://pothi.com/pothi/ Here's my E-mail address: maqsoodqureshi@gmail.com
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