I really hate him! It's not my fault that I am such a cotton ball when it comes to him. Imagine that he is fucking older than me, showing some motives and I just gave my all to him. I still feel guilty. Tangina talaga niya, nakakainis! " I shout all of my anger and throw all of the bottles while Fred, who is a bartender in LA, watches me. He is a good friend of mine. Instead of packing, I went to the bar that wasn't open yet, and he was just waiting for the pre-opening.

Penelope, you know the old people, they will take advantage of your stupidity...