Assistance on the way:

Help me, or I’ll go crazy.
There appeared on my fingers. They hurt. I marry. A maid came, with a needle. Grit, let’s draw a cross on the nail – it will pass. Well, I stumbled, but poem, I say, paint. I painted. went to sleep. I wake up in the morning and...
Fuck the fuck, how, fuck the fuck? How does it work?? to

You are, burn on the fire. For the prevention :)