And Still - Blasphemous: Let Any Pains, Insults,

And still - blasphemous: let any pains, insults, let everything - only not rest - without you. That is blasphemy that, leaves, and sufferings - happiness. As - it is more preferable, than anything, than density without you. I love you and if to carry out chemical analysis any there it will appear that in my organism - 90 % - you, and I any more do not consider the tenth shares. Last time was in pool, on thirtieth of December - only five persons in water, probably. Perhaps for New year prepared, and can, electricians already met they are all time switched off light. In the dark stra-and-ashno! But "and Egor?" - also you float, where you will get to! Though and it is terrible. I float and will fly a prayer, whether that: "I will not get tired, I love you!" - and the truth - I do not get tired, if I will have time to tell it. Will have time to fly in consciousness: "Let there will be parents", and all the rest - about you. And it will be the second New year. When - you. Even for receipt in institute the experience is required two years.