You were not given to me, you were sold. De Sante now you have this surname. There is no place for love in this game. I just exist, and every step gives me account. If you think I will love ... You have to suffer more.
You were not given to me, you were sold. De Sante now you have this surname. There is no place for love in this game. I just exist, and every step gives me account. If you think I will love ... You have to suffer more.