Has Gone, Has Asked, Have Regretted. The Matter

Has gone, has asked, have regretted. The matter is that I in general any ten roundabouts do not transfer years, of height I am afraid - wildly. Has somehow risked to sit down on most children's "camomile" then has cried: "Remove me!" Three-chetyrehletki laughed. And still now suddenly absolutely pressure somewhere was put on a head turned often and without roundabouts. And here. Well, smile, it is the truth it was ridiculous? After all not every day you enter home not through a door, and through a window on the third floor. Moreover I - with my fear shameful! When to me next day have put unprofitable the lock and I, leaving behind mail, has there and then latched "doggie" - has already done without a balcony: It was not a pity to break "doggie", not so it is a pity, as the lock. Though all the same it was necessary to search for the lock, then again to search and once again for all . And to love you - you you know, how it is not simple! And who will take out all it still: here such soft, smiling - only a bow you will adhere, a floret you will thrust - such.