A self-satirical train wreck that you can witness word by word...
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
OK. I need some help here. I'm starting to believe that there's no such thing as a successful love story. Either I am right or I am the worst partner in the world. If I can't be happy in a relationship can maybe I can live vicariously through other's stories. Can anyone post a successful love story of their own or one they've heard in the past? Just leave it as a comment. It would be very welcome. Cynicism is starting to set in way too heavily.
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I heard this somewhere...I think Steve Martin said it....
"Love is a promise delivered already broken."
Subject to your own interpretation.
successful love story?
depends on what your idea of success is, i suppose.
one i can think of that satisfies most standards, including my own [for the most part]: my parents. and then there's my mother's parents. i could go into details, but i'm too lazy to type that much.