Milena Arden. Confession (№ 385961)

My soul was torn to pieces, driven by revenge and the search for consolation. I fell into the folly. To succumb to the machinations of his muzzy imagination, which I turned into a jealous basanizo. Being on edge, wound, soaked through and through with hatred for Izmailov, cursing him for lying and cruel game with me. I had to calm down, and I could not cheat myself, cheat... When this tumblelog cheat fails, fails, fails? Maybe then I will be able to protect yourself, Nikita, all, from stupid things that I can do this? And I could. I knew how and practiced it.
I like to touch, blindfolded, slowly came to the abyss. Miracle moving along the edge and not falling down.
And in the end, I still stumbled, fell into the abyss.