All lumber Sunsilkowa learned from the last letters.
pity that the pictures are not displayed, because often they are the essence of scraps. But nothing, it might tempted to play and that element, at least in part.
I'll do what we can, but without stuprocentowych declaration. In recent times I am careful in what I promise myself. Why expose yourself to internal strife and moralistic monologues with itself under the slogan "Once again, you run out of time, woman!" when you can astonish sedately and distanced herself, "Oh, but you found a moment at these pictures, despite the fact that you were so busy" ... and once more the well-being: )
"She stood in the middle of an empty room, a few months ago was full of life. The last handful of words transferred, saved, safe. It's the end. stared at a place that meant so much for her. It was already dead, distant, already she was not. The moment will disappear, evaporate from it all the warmth, all the energy, which were the source of its inhabitants. They also will not be. Word goodbye to the burden of a sizeable stone, but oh well ... Blog dead, long live the blog "
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