Everybody carries on itself a mask.Smiles are so desirable, gladnesses, execution of dream.But nothing takes a place.A planet does not spin.it is so desirable to sit down in a corner and cry.People tell all, but most they tell to itself.More sick than all when you are cheated friends.Protection after the heart to stand, becomes yet more opposite from it.Around a lot of persons, I do not feel itself be single, but however enough what is.Love.
all irritates.All, end.


I wrote it all in English that nobody read and did not translate my senses.