Hello, my name is Ali ٢٦, I am XNUMX years old. I was accepted to university. I went to Yazd. I did not have a girlfriend until that day. I fell in love with her. I fell in love with her very soon. She saw that I was simple and my boyfriend loved me. Kir's donkey, until I saw that he was kicking and did not want to continue, I got so badly tied to him, I was very hurt because of him, material lessons, and so on. I did my best to go to Tehran together. I bought XNUMX train tickets for that.
We rode ٤ Someone who was waiting for us to sleep with them, but we sat down and started playing with love. He (donkey) used to justify that he always remembers me like this kind of poet who made me nervous. I put him to sleep on his stomach. I took off his pants on the floor of the train. Arum Hazion was saying, "I was going back and forth." I got water again, I poured it, I poured it in the corner, I went to the bathroom, I came, I said, who are you and where are you? We are going to Tehran. And I did not see him.
He no longer answered my phone.
