Abdel Sellou. You changed my life (№ 351097)

I thought life was a cartoon, where the fall from the cliff, flattened into a pancake and then run as if nothing had happened. There was no death. Suffering was not. In the worst case on his forehead jump a bump, and around her head will dance the dance of candles. It is possible to recover from anything - to again and again commit the same mistakes.