Zah: Today, the light pulled me off again... pressed to the wall, looked straight into her eyes with her bottomless eyes and said, “Do you really love me and want to connect with me all your life, raise children and carry me on your arms?” Or do I want sex but I look accessible?"

Cosmonavt: You fell on your knees and stretched out your hot beating heart in your palms? and :)

Zah: I didn’t act as a full-blowing man, I said that one doesn’t bother the other.

You are a fool, old man.) She will not give you now.

Zah: Palubbas, and you know... The desire also disappeared somehow.
After she said that sex for the sake of sex will lead to the fact that I will eventually become bored with her, we will argue, I will continue to fuck all in a row and argue with them, and I will need to be more and more, and in the soul will start to grow a bunch of despair, hopelessness, in the end one of them will fly and we will marry, then I will betray her and often argue with her, life will seem full of shit and I will start to engage in rare forms of perversions or crime or sit on the needle, but all the same - I will get to the Butyr prison, where I will end my life in the hole of my own bluff after me... no matter at all. I thought a lot about how to live on.

Cosmonavt: Yes to think. I said the divorce is better than the red. She has more breasts and questions she asks less ;)