A feeling of emptiness it took to read this note. immediately thought it was better not to open that box . Read her name and those words to someone else's closed the pit of my stomach. Striking a melancholy soft punches . Only two seconds. This was the time when he lost his balance. Then it all vanished. As an unexpected off-piste that is resolved for the better. To recover
went into the bathroom and ran liters of ice water on his head. Afterwards the chest. With her hair still soaked with water went out the balcony and lit his umpteenth cigarette. "Fuck the Pall Mall are really sucks! " he said as he coughed in disgust. And disgusted was he, not only for acid tobacco. He ended up inhaling your dose of nicotine per hour as he finished well to take a nice bronchopneumonia. The mirror, a judge of this figure, the expected return to severe. The mirror was dodged immediately.
E'da a bit 'who trains to dodge, all . Shit and lotus flowers. Always in style, God forbid . It was
style that rests in the dump of its memory that note, as if nothing had happened. As if nothing had ever happened. He knew perfectly not believe this thing .
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