Character: Masha. Page 2

No offense to you, but it's true that girls love dad more... Well, special or something... I know how daddy like it? Well, not like you...

I care about insulting rudeness, I suffer when I see that the person is thin enough, soft enough, my dear.

I don't need anything, but I resent the injustice.

I think the person should be a believer or have to look for faith, otherwise his life is empty, empty...

- The bastard. So pomatrosil and threw!
Worse, not even roughing me up!

When a person is so painful, nothing has value. Except for one thing - to get rid of pain.

What day long.. Like a lifetime.

I'm generally smart is a drawback, but not always, show your mind is a virtue.

- By the way, I'm younger than him for six months.
Oh, and you do not say. What makes a person stress of the big city..

That's why love people cry? Is not it easier to live without love? But the paradox is that without love the people, too, cry from loneliness...So it is better to cry from love, at least it's justified...

Before I go to sleep, Mary clung to his Wife, feeling his lips under the salty sea water skin, and thought about how happy they were given in life to find each other in this caught, fuckin a world ruled by the cum and anger.

- Strange how things in this world.
- What do you mean?
- That fifty or a hundred years ago what beautiful, intelligent, noble people lived on this earth, how deeply they feel, how high could suffer! What a beautiful life was! And we? And what a nightmare will happen in another fifty or hundred years?

Well, here! You don't look at me like that. Women drink more often than you think. Minority drink openly like me, but most secretly. Yes. And vodka or cognac.

... Calm down. “Different” he is, well... you're You. Your blood poisoned me. I was quite happy with - what more do you want?