Still Rara Disappeared

I'm without Rara, like a vegetable that isn't put in the refrigerator. Wither! I am without Rara, like an impotent man whose erection quickly relaxes. Since last night, I didn't eat. I want to die. I'm depressed. I can't stop thinking about all the bad luck that has befallen me repeatedly, as if it's endless. Not to mention I'll face those damn old ladies later. But I have more rights to my little family, not that damn grandma anymore! Why don't you die, grandma? From the beginning until now, I've never liked that witch.

It's late, and I intend to drink until the morning. After that, following Rara. I have to save my household. I miss my wife. Not until 24 hours I know the news disappeared. I was helpless not to be around her. Although I like to fight with her if I'm with her, all of this I do because I like to be irritated by seeing her face when angry. It's getting cute. I want to bite all those cute faces. From her nose, cheeks, lips, chin. All. What's more, that extrao