In one contact group on the question: "How did you spend the weekend?"

I’ll tell you how... you’re hanging.
He came home from his night shift, sleeping.
I brought food, robbed his apartment and, I think, cooked food. The lover wakes up and wants to eat. And I cleaned up so that I was straight like in the operating room (he has a doctor - it's important).
And I’m so bored... let’s think I’ll take his notepad and turn on some muzzle harder.
I took, turned on and directly in front of me his correspondence. With Janet. Thank her for the cool night, kisses, romance and so that she doesn't jealous him to Alina (I-Zhenya).
The banana I ate, I began to rhythmically smash my foot on the carpet.
Then I read his correspondence with his best friend. There I figure out as "a prostitute"....shuyali I don’t know.
Also irrevocably removed his almost finished thesis and research. The backup is also removed. The hardest thing was to suck in a mouthwasher. He is a dentist. Neither Jane nor Aline wrote. This is not my thumb anymore. Dressed up and gone. I ordered a pizza and went to a friend. Noot left it in the place where he writes about what I am.