Oh divorces, while I so far have never have been married, my best friend Raymond is and through him I've seen how bitter a divorce can be...
The woman who he married had some bad vibes going, I kept on looking at her with a sense of "She's bad news" so when they got married I wrote "Ray you idiot" in their book. They turned out to be prophetic words.
Because not nearly two years later, I dropped Ray off after a night of drinking and we found her gone along with their daughter and all their stuff. She ran off with a family friend.
Now we're eight years on and through very harsh legal battling he has arranged shared custody of their child with his ex-wife now living in The Hague which is around 200 Kilometers away from him.
But if you ask their daughter who she wants to be with it'll always be daddy, because her mom just can't express love towards her in any shape or form.