by Alexander:
I bought a toy for a dog, such as a rubber hose of a dim-white color, in puppies in processes, stars. I liked the four legs. In the evening, it was time to go to bed, Loli left a toy on my bed. I threw her to the closet, so that at night if I get up so as not to come, or she is still feeding... I turned off the light to sleep, I turn to the side, I open my eyes and the toy shines in the dark, I am still stuck, not scary, but not pleasant... Such a cold blue-shade of the leather from the half.
by Petro:
Then she talked to me.)
by Alexander:
They both were silent.
by Petro:
The painting with oil: you lie down, you quietly look at her... and she... quietly, slowly blinking, without breaking your gaze in your eyes))))
by Alexander:
Take care of your living imagination.
by Petro:
And I also have a theory, when you don’t look at the pot with pasta, they crawl there, weave-displays and carry out plans like, penetrating inside you, subjugate your mind... under the cover dark, there can be everything.)