– Sometimes i think that it was necessary to leave to Switzerland, to look at the Alpes from a window of a small cottage in the mountains, to drink hot mulled wine and to love u under a warm down blanket.
Sometimes it seems to me that u r an unique man in my life, ready to accept and almost to understand. I forget about all who was earlier. They r not in present more.
Here only there r problems, aren’t they?
I dream to live in the UK, to drink coffee with cognac in dark pubs, to smoke expensive cigars and to live fast. To pose for sidewalk artists, to photograph a decline and to feed deer in park from hands. And I had so much men that there r no fingers on hands any more to count.
– Don't waste time. Magics don't exist.
– It’s dishonest.
– It’s a destiny.
think I’m crazy.
Anyway…
luv u.