Damn, honey, I believe that i love you!
I love that movie!so hot!
Well, babies, admittedly, aren't much fun.
I kept getting told they were gross and smelly, that they looked weird. No one would sit by me. It continued. I lived in a small town and even my grandparents were racists. My grandfather once said, "Chinese, Japanese.. You're all the same aren't you? You all eat with chopsticks." They never once invited my brother and I to eat dessert with them, even if they were eating a pie that grandmother baked and just sliced into. If we wanted a treat, it was best if it was late summer because there was a huge blueberry bush there as well as blackberries. I don't ever remember getting any affection. But that is okay, I have a handful of memories stored from my Japanese grandmother until we left when I was 6. It's enough :)
signed and verified
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