Bad Tour Pictures

I am very sorry that we didn’t have a chance to meet, my dear Michael. wewe were definitely my man. I can see myself in you. wewe are my reflection. I wonder how much we look alike in many things we do au we think. My darling, it just hurts me to conceive that it’s too late even to hope for our meeting. Why have I found wewe so late? How could I leave my dream to meet wewe one siku that I had when I was a child, forget about wewe and missed all your life until that horrible June in 2009? And now my mind is full of thoughts of you: every minute, every second. Strange, I have never felt somebody...