HELEN ALMAZOVA
Wakes up and frantically searches for the phone and dial SMS ... and suddenly remembers that there is no one else to write to. And she gets used to it ... And it doesn’t matter if she or he...
The fire burned out. And the young, still quite uncertain dawn, covered the remnants of the magical night. Everything passes, but there is a memory, and it will always return to where you were...
Outside the windows, the rain told me its sadness In the autumn sometimes he is forever lonely I listened in silence. Then she invited me for tea. and put to sleep... And cherished the drea...
I don't want to be a painting Covering a hole in the wall Or a doll in a cold window or a fly that drowns in wine or time period in the beds of other people's apartments maybe it's all...
And shuddered, as if someone called out And the heart froze in anticipation I heard... The night will quietly cover and will keep until the morning...
She has always been overly strict. To friends, neighbors, family. But most of all for yourself. Unnecessarily. With a rush. Every word, look or gesture was insanely measured and taut. Only one...
I think there is nothing worse than becoming a habit or a convenient option. Outwardly, everything is as it should be. Nobody will notice. But inside... It feels like I swallowed a big piece a...