At the age of 14, when I moved with my parents to live in Brazil, I immediately started looking for a guy. I really liked the guys from Brazil. Yes, I managed to find a guy. I started dating when I was 17 years old. I was crazy about the happiness that I had a loved one. He was 3 years older than me, he loved me, looked after me, it was for four years. Then we decided to live with him in the same apartment (he was working at that time and we had money to pay for it). But my life changed after he hit me, he forbade me to wear skirts (I felt like a thing, not a person), he forbade me to sit on social networks, he was afraid that someone would take me away from him. I didn’t give a reason for jealousy. I'm not a stupid girl, I love myself and will not let myself be offended, I broke up with him! REMEMBER IF YOUR FAVORITE PERSON HAS RAISED A HAND ON YOU, HE WILL DO IT AGAIN!
I came here to try to find love with a foreigner. Why not? I am still open to communication! WRITE ME!