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Don't know the reason why we broke Up

Vaio Iraq

I'm a Muslim lady and 32 years old. I will not talk about the traditions that we have as Muslim and as Iraqi cause this is love. Love is a unique language everywhere. It is the same feeling, same pain. No real love without pain... Here how my story begins: In 2005 there was an exhibition in General Park for companies all over the country. I was there as an observer and welcomed guests. There were too crowds and hardly could find a place to sit and have rest. We were 4 ladies standing near to a company space in the exhibition. There were two guys standing in the company space and offered us to sit and have rest. We entered the space and thanked guys. We talked and one of the guys who were so cute and has fetching eyes observing me secretly and I was aware but tried... [Read More]