Someday you'll understand the reason you were born with wings...
I don't wanna write at all.
I'm tired.
I'm somehow lost in myself.
Once again.
The vicious circle.
I really hate it.
But I'll cope with it.
Once again.
Sure?
I'm tired.
I'm somehow lost in myself.
Once again.
The vicious circle.
I really hate it.
But I'll cope with it.
Once again.
Sure?
Прорвемся.
Позвоню на выходных.
P.S. Рада за тебя) Молодец, что в Гёте пошла.