sexta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2011

To Tarrafal with a lot of love

I miss my daddy. He was deportated to Tarrafal when i was sixteen years old and since then i've never put my eyes in him another time. I miss him because he used to give me money to my exits and know i have to use my money from my account bank and that's boring. But i miss him because others thing also. I still remember when i came home from school and he was expecting me in our living room (you know, the house where we lived) with a cup of milk with chocolat and he helped me with my jobs of home...
My father is mother fucker but it's my daddy and i love him very much.

6 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

LOOOOL Bem metida!

bimba féxion disse...

Falas em istrangeiro e eu not sure of understanding. More of clues?

pipi das meias altas disse...

(eu costumo usar o google, resulta sempre e nem dou erros ortográficos) (pronto, dou de sintaxe, mas isso ninguém repara)

Eu tirei um curso no Wall Street Institue, devias fazer o mesmo.

bimba féxion disse...

Afinal num é precizo porque eu afinal sou muito intelijente. Estava um cadinho confuza, só, é normal, as referensias misturam-se. África é uma terra muito grande:)

Kitty Katy disse...

My father is a very special person to me, because he has really good job with very good payment, and because of that I can buy all I want.

pipi das meias altas disse...

Oh, my daddy has a really good work too. But now he is arrested. The police said that we was traficating diamonds on the stomach of African children but i don't believe in they. My daddy was trying to help those children, they were really fat and my father brought them to Portugal so they can be operated and be skinny (like the jeans) again.