Offer not refused
From childhood I loved to read books about Angelica, how she got into all sorts of unpleasant stories, how she loved, how she enjoyed life, traveled and worked on herself, raised children and sometimes lived in a delightful full chic world. When I feel sad, I go to a furniture store, I just walk among the beds, so huge, with soft pillows and colored linen. I walk and look in the mirror, in my reflection, as if I am at home, now I leave the bedroom and go down the stairs to the kitchen to drink flower tea, I love flower teas, thin, sometimes the smell is barely perceptible, only water should be good. But these are all fantasies, and I myself live in a one-room Khrushchev, the reality is a little bit sad.
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