Why ..... I like helping other people. But why am I having never had time for anybody to help me. I feel a little more heart. Appears to be crying, but I was trying to help myself, but sometimes it's despondency. I can see that anyone and I always will help him. But I have never seen anyone that I'm difficult. Some people see, but it is not visible. I never regret that no one is interested in me. But that regret because people, that is, the people in my family.
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