bonitka, perfect sin all wanna help u

why do we feel as homines fabri...as machines?

now i have given your postal address in kochetova to different foreigners in an international chatroom like i did the same with the phone calls (actually SECTRET) sorry olga i know u´re INNOCENT like ylia or the rest of the gang, EXCEPT tatyana...i desired anya showed me a different image of tanya but i understood she cant...she doesnt know her as i know...yes i know the rainbow...and the bright is false

block me please i dont like see myself in this sense

tatyana sergeevna ershova
kochetova 3-85
173024 velikiy novgorod
Russia

I should like to receive a long letter telling me about u. I adore the letters

block me...its so easy to identify an ip or to block a dominion of net...i wish to say i dont miss her the monster but it should be false and i can be so many things but not false...i promised to write and to visit again russia and i will...words, promises mean so much to me...block me please

STILL u havent blocked this nickname? do it olga please...

or u desire to know about my melancolic and nostalgic crisis...sure not? i take an strange way when i feel in this sense and i can write a poem or to look for rainbow...it is ABSURD

Tanya is it right Olga? i have seen she connects so late, even to her...i dont know why i am worried for...its more ABSURD EVEN...believe me i am not gonna use a new nickname in live internet.ru so u can block it...or u desire i put these phrases in the blog...u dont mind about and all the other users...so its absurd...but i live in absurd...u not, or yes?

i guess i should apologyse about phone calls etc, to make disturbs to innocent people...well i am not proud about but i felt the need of to do it....the origin? little lies u could say...excuse me with amelinda please i wrote yesterday a melancolic question...

its strange to me anya talked to me (yes only for two times and ever about tanya...) and its getting more and more absurd i am writing phrases no one gonna read...simply the emptiness exists and u can live into time ago beeing CONCIOUS or UNCONCIOUS about...

i guess its like to tell lies...if the soul becomes slaver about it...there is no return...yes i miss rainbow...WHY? who knows...i am concious about tanya´s soul..i have seen and lived her miseries and vanities but i dont know why my soul feels empathy about that woman...i wish talk to her again ( i know its impossible) but i made a promise about to write and to come back russia) i hope to make real both...of course not novgorod but maybe moscow and piter and kiev...i hope your sister is good ( i tell seriously) and she finds happiness she looks like a mercenarian...what u look for and what u hide its out of u...its into your soul and maybe the unquiet soul of tanya finds her rest...a baby like andrey? maybe...but its not so easy...its false maternity or paternity brings happiness....soul is not so simple u know

if u dont desire to read it...only block the nickname...i am not gonna use another one and even i try not to enter in krinchik..sometimes i do but it hurts me...i like andrey´s eyes and kostia´s eye hurt me...i recognise in his eyes something i know...emptiness...good boy....poka