Every day I more increasing also I am more dipped into this feeling.... Love... My little boy as I love you.... Here now actively I solve the problem on a trip to it. It so is important for me, anybody even cannot present.

At school a full brothel. With lessons confusion. Director in hospital, start up it badly, but without it at school more easy, more silently, better in a word.

My God, as I wish to go in Peter. Well who could think.... In these days off already there will leave the daddy, to me is not trusted... Still we in target with mum should go to shop to me behind a jacket. I so want white, it will not resolve to me in a any way... Enrages me it.... But what to do, can be all the same I shall persuade it!)

Tomorrow Thursday... Abruptly.... More likely days off, I cannot wait any more... And even more likely would solve a question with my trip, and that I am direct hardly I fall asleep.... All I think and I think of it, at lessons I write the list of things which are necessary for taking... In general, I have gone in cycles only in it.... All right, I shall wait for my boy...  now he is a little borrowed by affairs, but here already soon should be released.... So I wait.... All bye-bye...