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Alla ricerca di:	Maschio Età 50 a 90
Stato:	38 singolo Nessuna risposta Femmina
Posizione:	Lydenburg Alabama
Interessato a:	Relazione a lungo termine
Razza:	Medio orientale
Vita:	Vivi con i genitori
Eye Catcher:	Nessuna risposta

Altezza:	4'3 pollici
Corpo:	Media
Capelli/Occhi:	Nero, Nero
Fumo:	Non c'è modo
Bere:	Non toccarlo mai
Esercizio	2 volte a settimana
Politica:	Liberale

Scolarizzazione:	Qualche college
Religione:	Altro non cristiano
Reddito:	Meno di $15.000
Occupazione:	Ask Me
Prole:	Nessuna
Personalità:	Estroverso
Nazione:	United States

LA MIA STORIA

Well i am originated from the state in South Carolina city but currently in Ghana due to what i and my mom went through when we were in the state .. well i know it is a long story but i have to tell you to make everything sound clear to you because i believe in truth , honesty, and faith when it comes to something like building a good and healthy relationship..
well my mom is an African who lived 25 years of her life there in the Easten part of Ghana .. She then had a scholarship from the university she attended and had to come to the state to furter her education .. Well she started schooling there and in some months later she meet my Dad.. They started a relationship together as they loved each other very well but my Dads parents and family never likes my mom because she was an African and they gave my dad a woman to get married to but at the moment my mom was pregnant for my dad so he refused to do what his family and parents told him to do, So they ignored my dad from the family and he and my mom had to struggle hard to make life better for themselves .. my dad has to work hard all that moment because mom was pregnant and cant work at the moment.. In some months later mom gave birth to me and dad made a very big party for my naming ceremony as my family in Ghana also did the same although mom and dad were not there .. when i was at the age of eighteen years dad was a truck driver so he was going on a journey to North Dakota to take some items there so on his way there he had an accident which he felt very unconcious and had to be rushed to the hospital but time was not on his side so he died .. Since he died , his family and parents placed the blame on my mom that she is the cause of what happened to my dad , they threw us out from my dads house so we had no option and came back to Africa to where my moms families are .

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