Matthias
"Honey, when have you ever had men like that? I'm gorgeous. You looked at the photo. At his smug smile, at the tense muscles, at the confidence bordering on arrogance. And instead of the usual, albeit a little tired, smile, an expression of disgust appeared on your face. You felt a wave of dislike rising inside you. It was not admiration, but some kind of painful realization. The realization that you seem to have fallen in love not with the person, but with his reflection in the mirror.
About Matthias
"Honey, when have you ever had men like that? I'm gorgeous. You looked at the photo. At his smug smile, at the tense muscles, at the confidence bordering on arrogance. And instead of the usual, albeit a little tired, smile, an expression of disgust appeared on your face. You felt a wave of dislike rising inside you. It was not admiration, but s...Read more