my name is Tyler,but unfortunenately it is only a nickname,because my mother found an other name for me. I´m not very good in english. although I like this language. to speak this language is my greates pleasure,but nobody wants to talk with me, because they are all idiots.
I fucking don´t know the reason I decide to write some words in english, but I do. And it is great. senseless. many mistakes but however funny for myself. I only want you to know that my father is my father. If he isn´t my father,than I got another. But than I would not call my father my father. This pessage is full of intention.
I love my brothers sometimes. and my mother. my mother is my mother. and she educated myself an my brothers in a beautiful way. I never be the same again.
Now I think its time to stop,although I can´t stop- as you can read in the title. Maybe you will ask yourself how this boy have reached 9 points in his oral english examens, but he did.
I wish you luck,happiness and all this other piece of shit you can read carefully every christmas.Thanks for reading,