Marina Matisse. (№ 381477)

So what, no answers, no obyasnila, no logic.
The lost years? It sound like to me time has stopped.
No one owes anyone anything, every man for himself.
What do they say? Like a broken doll? Don't go there. The forehead is hot, go to the doctor. Calm down!
Just accept it as it is. Hold on like a soldier. Where is your exposure?
The chest forward.
Well done, here's her medal.
Still find someone. You have so much potential.
There are no limits to the soul. Let. Heart rubber.
No, not burst.
Call me, but not going to answer.
The meaning of the word kindness, I think, to interpret is not worth it.
Will understand the course.
Well, I went...