ount your opinion

ney? Ben lo

involved with that rubbish. And still judge me. – Salma sat on the other couch,

's what matters. Now I onl

started

vi the lover? Or the other way around? B

shoulders. “He was alway

ged me. – Don't start making up this story of "I'm go

Two years have passe

asn't easy. I only got that when he died. And I can't say that “unfortunately” he

nd not out of love for him. I just star

full of dreams and showed me a world I didn't know. I threw myself into it and gave him al

d. I was coming out of my teens and still wanting to get into

reated me as if I really belonged there, being part of a family, which I

Jardel, who until then had only smoked joints to have fun and become happier, started using new drugs. He went through all of them and ended up in the crack. And I wa

tion clinics. At the end? Nothing resolved. Promises were never kept, lying became part of our relati

ore. And when I was at my breaking point and trying to end our relationship, it wasn't just the apologies he was

deserved was fidelity, since I'd held him back for so many years. There was no more s

some situations, I started to simply pretend that I was by his s

asn't ready to find out what his next step would be: to commit suici

a job, lost friends, lost everything he had. In the end, only the family and me were left. The

drugged, crazy, violent boyfriend for a girl who lost her mother at sixteen, we

to help me, give me advice, get me into my head that I had to leave Jardel and live my life. Years later th

. Just her shoulder to cry on. And he heard my screams for no rea

ed in a car accident, I found myself completely alone. I ended up with my only living relative, my grandmother, who l

t I lived with her, I

h some friends. It was love at first sight. I invited hi

I confess that I enjoyed myself more while I was masturbatin

some idiot, that he got my mother pregnant and left, I was never deluded about men. Where's the luck in all this? The mere possibility of becoming pregnant with him scared

om to keep from getting pregnant and best of all:

relatives except my mother, I knew I didn't have her blood. My mother worked at her house as a maid. The old woman treated me like family because we lived there

lives. She had a good job, I kept studying and getting good grades and I had my

the plan wasn't to rent and be on the fourth floor and the elevator to always be broken. We'd have perfect men, h

never let anything shake her. I soon learned that my mother left home at a young age because she was involved with an older man, and my grandfather was against the relationship. I don't know if my

'm not even sure why the two were so far apart and didn'

id off all my college tuition. And it helped with my first job, already at the North Noriah Cent

anyone. I didn't believe that peo

be someone's only problem. After all, we cannot predict the future. Because if that

returned home, I opened a bottle of sparkling wine and went with my friends to celebrate at Hazard. I drank until I couldn't take it

del for eight years. In other words, eight years thrown away. When he wa

tifully on a poster, which I would stick them on the walls, ceiling, t-shirts... When everything went wrong, it was his smile that consoled me. And the lyrics of failed

t even know what problems were. He reminded me of happiness... And my mother... The two of u

t eleven, so the idea was that it would pass. The problem is that I was 27... An

n't think twice: meet Bon Jovi. And fuck his wife.

t my frien

to talk about J

't even started. - Sa

And he managed to be on the "to cry", "to scream"

Babizinha. Ben looked at me.

seen it, Ben

Salma stood up, pulling me off

one-way ticket to Dub

need to kn

aug

ay the rent, friend. You guys

put you

men's room? Ben stood up,

nce of employe

go, while I was begging for this moment? –

n urgent situation. N

ng about endometriosis that I don't? I frowned, trying to keep

doing this? Fuck no. Besides, Mr. Casanova won't get any

jumping an

make u

give you trou

You are my friends and you deserve it. You need to g

will do that

ne who has less than six trailing ze

disappeared, g

and hug

Bon Jov

laug

tle head. He's old and worn out. You sho

is like wine... Th

u understand abo

understand Bon Jovi.

d let it down, with the wavy blond hair falling over my shoulders and halfway down my back. The lipstick matched the color of the dress. Nude eyeshadow to contrast my b

and talked about nightclub in the country...

ht, that it all began. The be