... кровавая боль ...
one weekend is over and I'm fighting with myself for days ...
I fight with myself but I do not know against.
it is the opponent can not see. how can you beat someone that you can not see ....
course you can run away only when it can not look in the mirror, then you have lost everything not only his pride
I will see what the future .... But somewhere I know what makes them ;-)
in such moments I sometimes think out what would have happened if I had then gone to France ...
sometimes I really wonder what's going on?
it comes to any small things or actually a profound insights
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