it could be 5 day without freedom it could be a day of being in my flat, drinking hot tea it could be just a day of hearing: 10 victims, 12 victims or 100 victims' But i couldnt take it, i went to do new tests for Nastya
I can feel your nerves almost ringing, The “sixth” will lose its patience and go first. The cold wind will blow into my open window, The wave will hiss, spoiling the song. Z.