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2. Koitus (3)
To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 24th, 21-35 (my Soul …) Soul washing, Dostoevsky-Faulz you mine, what Feodor Mihajlovich and John Robert! No! Domashnev, what Alexey Alekseevich, what adored, liked, unique, unique, my pride and a trophy (?!). Long live NTP!!! Has established to itself IE-6. Even badges of programs to what darlings: volume, gently-golubenkie, simpotnye, remind "ikspishnyj" the interface (Windows XP) to the kreativnostju (eh, a word!). And more one pleasure — in "Parameters" Outlook at last has appeared a new bookmark of "Notice" (in its old version was not). A trifle, and it is pleasant (the main thing — conveniently!). Now about love news. First, receive a portion of my firm dish-dessert (a new habit-tradition!): I LIKE YOU, YOU I LIVE, ALL my THOUGHTS On YOU … Secondly, occurrence in my life has given YOU (gives and will give!) to my creativity such charge, that already thought soles plavjatsja-hiss from heat of love-asphalt. You — mine … Muses (that is the Muse of a masculine gender). Thirdly, I have left in this love-hypertenderness all: a head, heart, a hand, a foot, all three eyes … You — my floret of a lilac with five petals, the sky have sent you to me as the great award for any not clear works-attempts, therefore till now I will not understand: for what to me such happiness … in general as it is sung in a song: «Lyosha, Lyosha, darling Lyosha, on a world's end I with you!» Here taki affairs! P. S. CHerkani to me chyo-nt prosaic, but only it is indispensable with the counter — lyrics. Give the Smoke though slightly — one kiss-letter. Yours. Aline, on February, 24th, 23-52 (whether To the personal?) Alina, has just learnt, that we in the country had a soft revolution (that is — velvet, is more correct): the prime minister has flied with the podelnikami, and you about personal, about kisses … However, and the truth, what to us to them igrishch? Whole, the darling! Whole-give smacking kiss, my belle! In a nose tip, in sponges and … While — breakage! Alexey. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 25th, 21-56 I (Am twisted) I am again twisted!!! From tenderness … It would be desirable to grow and grow into you … Perhaps povjus-povjus, I will start to develop in you, vpletus in veins and … here ahead to me the treasured live temple will open — I will reach the heart, "zapautinju" it, and you will become ALL mine because your heart will surrender!!! There is at me a chance to sprout in you? Eh, will come such in a head?! I admit to you one: very much would like to become for you Arina from your story (more precisely to be on its place) — silly certainly … But you liked it (I hope, I correctly say this verb in last time?!) really — how it is possible to dream-dream only to any girl. And I not an exception. Good, abuse me if I of that and where not so … I Like you — strongly-strongly, therefore from the typed speed bring sometimes in a spleen-philosophy. Obtselovyvaju you — more gently and more ardently, than today in your office (!!!!!!!!!!!!!! — pristanyvaju when I recollect). Infinitely yours of the Smoke. P. S. Today at 23-00 I will "shine" on TV "Parnassus". Aline, on February, 25th, 23-15 (I Develop/?/) Alina, hi! In the first lines of the letter I hurry to inform, that words your hot, as always, have laid down on my soul … Well, lepo, in akkurat! In the answer I can tell at once: itself I burn, itself I flare, itself in any dreams, as in a hot syrup! In the second lines I inform you, that the ending of "Magician" me, it is possible to tell, has disappointed and poverg in despondency: all the same that in a good song to give a cock in last line … it is naive and even it is silly. Would not read up is better! In the third lines I wish to admit, that was going to at 23-30 to be chopped off, for I feel melancholy sleepy in an organism, but now, certainly, I will look "Parnassus", is more correct, of course, than you — beauty my beloved, to the pigeon grey-winged, the babe infinitely liked (sic!) … While here and vsyokanki. Whole in pupochek! Both hardly above! And hardly more low … The answer from you (if will be) I will see after a TV set, I will answer with one-two words and — I will be knocked over in bed. Excuse! The magician. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 26th, 21-22 (Love) Lyoshechka! You represent, the tummy has fallen silent, and it is possible to tell, that I even comfortably feel myself! Here it is number! And no ampoule is necessary. Ljupof, probably so well operates — obezbolivajushche. Seal you my stretching, your kitty (it I!) purrs to itself at home — to it so well, warmly, cosy. It all in thoughts on you … Behind a window weather raskuksilas-has burst into tears, and on a shower — the sun because you at me are, and I at you. Tomorrow we will spend day with thoughts about each other — than not the Internet thought?! We will be both not together, and together. Hands smell till now as you, how soap tried — your smell all the same more strongly (and can, the skin simply does not wish to leave it?!). Subtracted recently clever phrase: «To be able to state, how much you like, (Petrarka) means to like a little», — and at once your words were recollected about a verbal peel … By me cannot be silent — feelings simply hold apart-tear apart me! And still AS I like you, probably, really will not express to the end (what else end?! — the poetess is called, the word suitable cannot find!) . My feeling to you any words-verses you will not clasp. I do not wish to spread thoughts on a tree … Simply allow to love each other, heat, kiss, embrace … to Spit on all and all! We have found each other, and — takes away this main thing of it from us can nobody and does not dare! Like me, I is clear the sun! And I you, as to a smog — ardently, ardently, gently, before full absorption-dissolution. For full happiness-razmagnichivanija there are no your thoughts which I catch a warm radar, but it would be desirable to scoop also a virtual ladle (yes more and is more sweet!) I wait … P. S. Do not forget about scanning of liked for me, certainly, too not less liked. P. P. S. Tomorrow morning I will go to the Internet-centre for an Internet-happiness to pay (for all it is necessary to pay!), therefore at 9-00 I will be already in a way. If you will want to call since morning — to hear, as I to you something shchebetnu pleasant and warm that day has begun as in spring tinkle till 8-30 (likely, half-ninth I and will leave), in the voice shroud me. Your sponges I humidify-omedovyvaju (in a mot!) Your Alina. Aline, on February, 26th, 22-45 (Ah lavas ju!) Alinushka, malyshok mine, hi! Mood of the moment — in sebzhe. I can also in German: ih libe dih! And in general and if quite seriously I am very-very glad, that you, rodnulja washing, not very much you suffer, that to you, judging by the letter, quite comfortably (physically) that I wish the next your "critical" 3-4 days. Photo I will scan tomorrow (give the God!). I answer a yesterday's question: the chance to sprout in me at you is, but … Hardly I represent (more correctly — at all I do not represent!), where at you the ROOT??? Here you something have confused. Give, is better I in you will sprout and — as it is possible is more often … (Faugh, excuse for platitude, but very much it would be desirable to talk nonsense-skalamburit!) And if it is besides serious, about "more often" — how to tell, but … I WANT, I WANT, I WANT!!! Zasim also I am excused, but otvetika I wait. I still have 50 mines of web time, so I in half an hour (at 23-30) once again will look out in an aether to receive from you a presleepy news-answer. I wait. Thanks you, that you are! AND. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 26th, 23-26 (I too) It is sweet, sladenko, naisladchajshe! What you at me, appear, sugar! Thanks! Spasibochki for these of a word-gold!!! For what me so you indulge?! Has really deserved! I like you! Good night, happiness you mine! I hope, that tomorrow to a smog to tell to you the «Thanks!» And to hear my native Lyoshechku! For the letter mentally you whole, I am given to you … Yours of the Smoke. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 27th, 15-39 (Ur!!!) Revolution!!! Mum has started to torment me — whom I like and what is this the man who constantly calls … in general, a unique nominee at it is you. Long I did not resist, did not break. On what to me has been told: «You ten times think, it is euphoria …» I: «Mum, it is very serious, and in general it is my life …» Here, as a matter of fact, and all. It in a course — heavy cargo from heart is dumped. Uh-h-h! I like you, you understand, and to be only with you I want!!! And mum knows now it. A proletariat victory! I. Aline, on February, 27th, 15-15 (Hardly more slowly, horses!.) Alina, what you the little girl — absolutely small! Hardly moderate euphoria. Our complexities, possibly, only nachnutsja-will be untwisted now. I think, it is necessary to translate for the present all for fun or to pretend, that you translate for fun … In a word that clearness full was not. Believe, so it will be better. Alas, I in myself YET do not see determination to get acquainted with your ancestors … As to you my indecision-infantilism? Good, all so is unexpected — it is necessary to consider. In the evening we will be talked-will communicate. I kiss you! Under tortures keep, as Zoe Kosmodemjanskaja. Alex. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 27th, 23-36 (Se lja vi) That it was supposed? Conversation? Naum Batkovich was has given a hint, but I quickly have stopped all — my life, my choice … both were inflated Now — do not talk. Alina. Aline, on February, 28th, 0-08 (Alas!) Alina, to me something it is uncomfortable. From 21-00 till tried to copy videorecordings your (ours) and a horse-radish it has not turned out: it appears, my new player for some reason does not write, and on an old video player I from a principle did not wish to write … In a word, my condition to present it is possible (matjugajus on all house, D. N sits in a room at mother, is afraid to come to me, the cat on a sofa has pressed ears and pretended to be dead). And here still the computer has begun gljuchit (rebooted twice). And here from you for some reason there is no the letter written IN ADVANCE and — kind, tender, gentle, CALMING … In a word, whether conditions, circumstances irritate, whether nerves aggravate conditions … I think, it is better to us to say goodbye see you tomorrow. However, if two words you will write kind (though I understand, that at you the mood is even purer than mine — excuse!) — I will wait for five minutes. Alexey. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 28th, 0-24 (I can not!) To see you somewhat quicker! It is stuffy too … I like you. Good night, my liked! Aline, on February, 28th, 0-29 (Can!) Keep, fasten, be, be Zoe Kosmodemjanskoj! And in general is to you will go on advantage. Slightly idealism and romanticism to lose-lose to you it is necessary. Excuse, native my girl-devchonochka, for notatsionnyj tone. Good. We will break. And — we will meet! To us — to live! Sleep, have a rest, THINK of me! As I about you! Alyosha. Aline, on February, 28th, 1-54 (I thought …) Alina, lovely! Here already almost two nights. I THINK of you. Thought, as you THINK of me … Again were mistaken! A grief to me, a grief! Good. One consolation: what you already snuffle in a pillow, having drawn in the nurseries gubyoshki a bow, and shmygaesh in a dream (podi — cried today and not only from cinema?) Sleep, the babe. Not sleeping in Sietle. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 28th, 12-51 (It is impossible objat immense?!) I too to the half-third did not sleep and too THOUGHT of you — strongly-strongly. So at a crossroads of our feeling all of us have met. In the Internet has not dared to go down — you promised only five minutes to wait. I even thought, as my shout «I can not!» You will not catch at night … And you me, it appears, two gentle letters called-called on svidane. THANKS! Now your support is very necessary to me. Yesterday went to bed with thought "Tomorrow is a new day" and, certainly, with thought on you … it is valid, since the morning has risen, it was pulled, has approached to a mirror, and there — yours of the Smoke: happy (because she likes the man), beautiful (I very much like in the morning myself!), gentle (here you now to embrace strong-strong, it is sweet-is sweet!), assured (you — sense of my life). Yesterday your articles (and about you) read from your site (more precisely, I already to myself on a computer have downloaded them for a long time). Ah, what thought is spent at you in one of them — very actual in our situation: «Each of us has come to this world unique and unique, and nobody has the rights you to humiliate, trample, destroy. And more: if the person himself does not want to give in, anything on light cannot break it». Has absorbed, has cheered up — to live really this life to us, to make a choice, to be responsible for it, to like, build the happiness! No, the truth, articles shining — there all you, to details, manners to speak, think, joke. Read them and was surprised — and you have not changed at all since then (2001, 2002). In each line, in each word it is visible, what is it you have put the gold, wonderful handles to these articles (as I have become bored of them — would kiss now each finger, millimetre! A lip I bite!!!). All is jam-packed (already follows from coast!) You, you, you, Dostoevsky in you. You know, when I the first time with you have started talking (interview took), have thought: here the person — if for as undertakes, goes up to the end, grinds itself, ogranjaet and becomes the master! Then I (admit!) for the first time also has thought: he, probably, also likes as! But also did not guess then (though secretly and dreamt!), that I should learn it! Like me — me is for what to like ardently and gently! In general, it nagovorilas-was wrote! From house boycott, apparently, already and to talk has forgot! An — is not present! By the way, at mine plans for tomorrow have for some reason broken, therefore they will be at home (that for gadstvo!) so you again will not manage to look as I live. It is necessary to us to meet in a neutral territory. By the way, at a cinema now there is a psychological drama «the Mysterious river» (Klinta Eastwood by the way!) — can, we descend? A session, I think, approaching on 14-30. It is necessary to call — to learn, whether there are tickets. It I incur! As you will decide — write-call, offer! I hope, D. N itself conducts, as the good girl! Or again shkodnichaet?! Liked mine, light in a window! I go to pieces — I all in you, in thoughts on you, on us! Only thanks to it in me forces are fast recycled — to dump-break off crusts of a negative growing every day! All at us with you will be ZAMECHTATELNO! I kiss you, I like, I think, I wait! Yours vozdyhatelnitsa, the fan of your talent! Smoke. Aline, on February, 28th, 19-35 (Objat immense it is impossible, but …) … to try it is necessary! Alina, dimensionless thanks for the dimensionless message — read with pleasure and, what to hide, sincere popiskivaniem (the vanity — does not doze-with!). About kina — I, basically, concordant: against a session on 14-30 we, Alex such-rassjakoj-to, have nothing. Means, we meet at 14-00 in foyer? And now here and about the main thing. I and have not understood an essence of your boycott: you with ancestors do not talk or they to you? At us here the position is that: after next roughness D. N (it was not pleasant, that I I copy on a video recorder your interview on "Parnassus") I have absolutely firmly declared what to suffer further is not intended and that if she decides to force events I especially, and we immediately will get divorced and part … Here mucks that its girl-friends are supposedly right have begun, and I am going to to heat up it as it of more money has enclosed in purchase of this apartment, etc . But when she has understood, that I do not joke and that parting really thing real, tone has been replaced also a conversation tonality: say, why I cannot is reserved to it to change, that it is it did not injure and so forth, really I such severe and so forth am shorter, data (it is final, not last!) Conversation has ended with the ultimatum for my part: any interventions in my personal and in general a life — THAT I want I look and I copy on a video recorder WHEN I want I leave and I come, with WHOM I want I have sex also WHOM I want I like!. Not its dog (excuse, My God!) business. We from it it is simple ROOMMATES, NEIGHBOURS, voleju circumstances living in one municipal apartment and conducting the general economy. After that it tore few times to continue conversation, but I have flatly refused — I do not want, there is no time, I all have told!. Behaviour while the tolerable: even has laid a rug in a toilet, that earlier flatly refused to do (a pier, the rug will soil its foolish new tile). Here while such pies with relish. I kiss you! Alexey. To mine Lyoshenke, on February, 28th, 23-18 (About all) Thanks for ogromennoe pismishche (yes is not present, pismishche it is rough, the message — too not that, in general, a news from liked, such long-awaited!) so it is a lot of information and passing questions-answers. I will try to understand. 1. As you with D. N. The SUCH has taken out?! Yes, revolution pohleshche mine. At me boycott like as has come to naught. Who to whom did not talk? They were silent, and I accompanied them. Mutual silence. And by the evening have begun to smile even — have pretended to be hoses: and what to them still remains?! You know, I, in my opinion, start to understand a charm of this vacuum-calm. You, only you in thoughts, and that outwardly — only a cover! Today all the day it practised. Read, to soap floors, music listened, a soap head, a TV set looked … And in a core, on the main way of a thought-business — YOU! 2. From cinema — it is solved. However, for quality kina I do not answer — but painfully is tempting both the name, and the director, and that a drama (moreover and psychological!). 3. For I "like" separate thanks and a bouquet of kisses — accept! Words are not present (though tendernesses will suffice to thank)! 4. At 0-30 wait — I will come on svidane, though "prikid" not the celebratory: sports panties (the truth, with an intimate surprise!) and h/b a T-short, but eyes burn, lips call, and heart — music! 5. I like infinitely! It is necessary to wish my liked calmness, sincere comfort, a calm (house) — the rest I will present-will add tomorrow! Whole. I embrace strongly-strongly. Till the night! Lay Internet bed! Your Liked. The Alinochka-smoke. Aline, on February, 29th, 0-10 (Ugu!) Alinka! Whether has had time to look the cartridge with «Wedding of the best friend»? The film should you like — ljupof, ljupof, one ljupof! I wait for you at 0-30 — in panties or without (it is better — without!), gentle, tender, native, my! Alinka, the truth, well for what you in me have fallen in love, and?!! I HAVE not deserved it! And from it the gift of destiny is even more delightful, HMELNEE, OBALDENNEE … I wait! CHmok! CHmok!! CHmok!!! Awful Goodwin. Aline, on February, 29th, 23-56 (Hi!) Alina, native washing, did not think, that you HEAR me! Hi! Good morning!. All — zaraportovalsja! I admit, the soul washing is in razdryzge after today's your (our) revelations-conversations … Simply I has understood, that is not present at us ahead of rest and, maybe, happiness. At least for it it is necessary to be overcome, and struggle it is always mean, dirty, ambiguous, ugly … «Ugliness will kill» (F. M. D) However, what to us hljuzdit ahead of time, the truth? Allow to live nevertheless in the afternoon today's. And today is happier than us with you hardly it is possible to find: we like, us like … (I See-know — has frowned from an ambiguity, I specify: I like you, you — me!) allow to drink happiness and to enjoy process pitija! I kiss you! Optimist Lyosha. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 1st, 0-19 (Execution) You kill me again!!! How so the happiness will not be?! Horror!!! Horror!!! Lyosha, I do not know — that else to write. Painfully … Really all so is bad … Forces is not present to fight — especially, when to fight with you and it is necessary. I LIKE YOU In ONE THOUSAND TIMES MORE STRONGLY, THAN EVER LIKED (Tima and nearby did not roll, and in general I was too small and romantic person — have thought up to myself this feeling!). And you — real, and we — real, also I like you really — all burns: both to laugh it would be desirable, and to cry. You understand — is not present?! All … To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 1st, 21-32 (I yours!) Hi, tired sad kotyonochek mine! Has not passed also two hours after our embraces, and I already have had time to become bored of you! Here it already precisely pathology! Forces of memoirs-enerdzhajzera suffice on gulkin a tail! Would press now you — lukewarm, falling asleep, purring, to itself, has covered a blanket and has fallen asleep, snuffling for a two. Only one thought: «I Will see Lyoshu tomorrow» — heats, encourages, counterbalances. And so — simply panic! Ljupof — and not to get to anywhere from a submarine! The darling my, expensive little man, I THINK of you I will constantly, soon forget, what is it such — to think about something the friend. There is a monogamy, and at me, probably, monodumie and monoljubie! I can not without you — for the life of me! I will admit to you love until, probably, language will not wither, letters, in my opinion, is already very fast on the keyboard will be erased ("I", "T", "E", "L", "JU"). Pretty, I like-absorb you all — such different, but native! You for me — ALL! With this feeling, that you I, with me, at me — simply would be desirable to die! To accept this not CONTAINED and to be born anew that you are put in pawn now in me as a reality. Now I will choke with an overabundance of the pride, you — my pride and the award! «You in me never will go in» — and it is joyful, and is sad. It is sad, because I am too small for you, it is joyful — that you all the same IN me, therefore let «wounds will burn under patches …» Whole my seal in all short moustaches (!!!?). Only yours of the Smoke. Aline, on March, 1st, 23-15 (nesostykovochka) Alina Naumovna! You write-sharpen words, of course, honey — spasibochki for it! But … I Repeat: but!!! Tried to contact you by phone (at 20-00 and 22-30) Twice and — where you were??!! Any fragile man's voices in a tube instead of your angelic (the semiangelic!) golosochka!!! And if it is fair (you you know, that I — chekanutyj!), me at once it was got a false idea, that you are not present the house, and you somewhere at an entrance are talked-communicate to SOMEONE who has again come to ask-persuade to return you to it … Conclusion: to call to you home I any more I will not be neither under any sauce, nor during any time and for what! Not to run, to irritate your house and not to burden itself with superfluous gloomy imaginations. I wait from you for the answer, as (yes, yes!) a nightingale (as it?) summer!. And in the end — a dessert: ljupof and me familiar chujfstvo! And if it is absolutely serious, I start to miss on you (for you as speak in the people) not in two hours after separation, and in TWO MINUTES when has not reached yet a stop. It seems to me, we with you of a steel (become) informed vessels almost literally, and the physical distance between us brings discomfort in our organisms, because for us (informed vessels) it is necessary to be as it is possible is more close to each other, that the general blood, a lymph, feelings, thoughts, the pain, pleasure and that there were not spent yet for an umbilical cord, and at once flowed from one in another DIRECTLY. In a word, any Siamese twins — if you are not frightened by such comparison. And it is better, naturally, and is more figurative — UNIFORM than ANGELA. I kiss myself (that is — you), I think of myself (that is — about you), I admire myself (that is — you), I want myself (well here and oblom: certainly — YOU!)!!! Write to me two lines, yes I — will be disconnected. It is necessary to be counterbalanced, and I even gymnastics did not do today that. I wait till 23-45. Lyoha. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 1st, 23-57 (Angela …) … you mine! At mine now for some reason reaction becomes more sharply, than I assumed, therefore sometimes to phone I am not in time the first. But you do not worry (liked, chekanutyj mine!), I — yours and only yours! Too I can not without you, a vessel you my, continuing me! I write, and most it is hot — from your permission, a vest I will remove! Here so it is better! I choke without you. Tomorrow the first, that I will make, to a kiss you and I will take away though slightly fresh air — minutes so on twenty, and then again I will come. I can not without you! Good night, the sun, Lyoshechka. Thawing the Smoke. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 2nd, 21-20 (I LIKE!) I on the sky went Also flied over the sea, Only in a train fast In your tunnel has pleased … Who has switched off light? I joke. In your heart to me it is light, warmly, cosy and joyfully. We have each other given the most invaluable and expensive gifts: I — yours, you — mine! It is perfect and remarkable! Really so well happens?! My happiness, I wait for Thursday — an unforgettable trip to the TENDERNESS world: when there will be our stop — "Paradise"?! Soon to leave! Ur-r-r-and-a-a … Your impatient the Smoke. Aline, on March, 2nd, 23-39 (Ah-I-jaj!) Alina, a crumb washing, you, appears, vetrena and is changeable! You with such ease change a format (style of registration) mails, that the thought involuntarily creeps in: really and in all the REST you as are changeable?. About Thursday — do not promise. I learnt you, the babe unreasonable (the non-believer!), that it is necessary to add at the slightest planning-dream: «Give the God!» But — we will hope. As you WHICH-THAT promised … I know, that has intrigued but what to do: think-recollect. I kiss you on a tip of a nose and in a uvula your sweet-tasty! Still I will wait the answer, and then … Alas, I do not get enough sleep!!!!! Yours Lyoshka. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 3rd, 0-05 (Lyosha …) About style of registration — you will tell tomorrow. About obeshchane it is valid an intrigue (will be about what before a dream to think). I will not call Tomorrow morning because I am going to to leave before. Faugh, at last all has explained (has pretended to be business what, and?!). With all the heart one I can tell-sing: I LIKE! Too I am chopped off (in sense in postelku — nyrk!) Pizhamka it is put already on (and under it — oh! — shorts are not present: krantik is perfectly in order!!!) it is fine, you I will not tickle more. Whole. Your Alina. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 4th, 22-54 (the Bird the Phoenix) I come back in an Internet-life! Revival! Has adjusted at last a computer. Was in time "Entering" in vordovsky a format to throw. Uf — has got tired. At home all is remarkable, smiles, pretend, that yesterday's (a call your opposite D. N) was not. The darling, already I miss, though evening was especial, the truth?! We became each other still rodnee, more close! (I Admit, I was afraid, it will be what is it not so pleasant, but with you all — is sweet!) I like you. I wait. Whole every second. Yours Alinka. Aline, on March, 4th, 23-36 (the Hell!) Alina, but at me here today — a hell. True. Has reached already (from its party) before threats «to thrust to me a knife in a back» and so forth today I will Sleep on kitchen on a folding bed as a room has refused to release flatly, at least — today. The most interesting news from informed by it: at you in April wedding should be with Timoj and you already apartment have bought … What for you it from me hid???!!! Still the interesting: she has once again called your parents and has informed, what like no trouble between me and you was not, so all is a whim and it is possible not to worry especially … Perhaps therefore they such kind? I. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 4th, 23-51 (I Answer!) 1. Any wedding could not be and in the project! I said to you, that never agreed on its offers! And about apartment — yes! They (Tima, and Timina mum) have decided my laces, that I will be bought on such "convenience"! A horse-radish! Actually, and the apartment is not present any — the poppycock is all! 2. Has not understood, when D. N called mine and has told, what at us anything with you SUCH was not? 3. Concerning a hell — even I do not know, how you to regret. Whole bukovkami, fingers on the keyboard, air kisses … Yours. Aline, on March, 4th, 23-59 (To zavtreva!) proshchevaj to zavtreva, washing the Smoke! Silly all leaves. The head is ill. SHCHas again shout will be conceived, rastudyt yours kachel (as soon as I will start to rattle a folding bed). Hrustno, mother! Pleasant to you of dreams. If that you will strike isho — hljanu: till 0-30 in maps with a computer I will be cut — from a hopelessness and dimensionless crackle in hrudjah … Sad Lyoha. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 5th, 0-07 (SN) Silly, that mine ma with yours D. N share too the secret! Tomorrow we will talk about they be stones it we will wash up! Though somebody in this devil's Baranove for us?! All of them have gone … I Like you! All that ours (your and my) a life that was TO our meeting, now against us will play — to it it is necessary to be prepared! Good, that for the night all it. Dreams to you pleasant (if on kitchen such it is possible!) I will call tomorrow morning. Wait. Whole. I am disconnected too. Smoke. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 5th, 22-49 (Very quietly) Lyoshenka, pretty! Has jumped out for a minute. Today, probably, I will not leave any more. So write to me something sladenkogo that I have opened tomorrow and — the soul was dismissed. And still, that I from mind have not descended from our separation — I suggest to meet tomorrow in the Internet somewhere about three days. Whole, I adore, I like. I Whine-howl — not natselovala you today, has not told love-tenderness words, how much it was necessary. But I mentally now speak-teleportiruju them to you. You hear?! Adjust on a wave of my soul. Good, someone goes, is scraped … I Will miss … Yours of the Smoke. Yours Alinka. Aline, on March, 6th, 0-11 (Greetings from yesterday!) Alina, lovely and native you mine! Now, when I write it, you already impudently rumple a cheek a pillow. Eh you! Dezertirsha! Good, sleep, snuffle, have a rest, be blissfully happy. Sweet I to you only one can tell to (write): you my sweet, you my tasty, you mine konfetochka (so all in a mouth also has hidden-has licked!), you mine irisochka!. Everything, I come back in the wise age and I speak already without nurseries sju-sju-sju: fine, that there is a world around, fine, that you are in this world, and sverhprekrasno, that we have met … the Rest — on a fig! The rest — a roadside dust and a decay. If we with you are together one more day it is perfect. If we are together week is an improbable happiness. If the God presents to us month is an other-wordly feast of pleasure. If it is fated to us not to leave year — I then I do not know what to name paradise. Well and if to us some years (not very well — five are presented-is released on our love or hundred) — that words are not present and it is not necessary. Is more correctly, probably, and there is that the LIFE is called. In full and present sense. Good, rasfilosofemnichalsja. I think now of you. I will think of you, falling asleep. You will be in my thoughts when I will wake up. Uniform minute tomorrow I will not be in thoughts without you … Well, whether it it is impossible to name love?! Alina! Alina-a-a!!! ALINA!!! Aliiiiinaaaaa!!!!! You hear me????? Sleep. But remember, that you sleep in me. You were installed in me. I — your HOUSE. Whole in the edge of lips (not to wake). Tssssss, washing Alinochka sleeps … Alex. Aline, on March, 6th, 11-22 (Notice) The present notifies my beloved (the girl!), that az guilty of an impossibility kind to be houses where roommates on a communal flat since the morning suited dense obstruction, leave the marked house of hours till 17-00 evenings so the meeting in the Internet will be later, but by the broadcast moment I hope to receive the message. It. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 6th, 12-08 (I Live for you!) For «Greetings from yesterday» huge-preogromnoe to you thanks, Lyoshechka the darling! Heart now knocks — hundreds nails hammering in a minute. The destiny has helped us to find each other (more precisely, the case, is even more exact — my bared coat hanger: it is necessary to pay them special attention!). I think of you even in a dream. The strange dream has this night dreamt: as if I go somewhere in the bus where, I do not know. I leave not at that stop, in general, again I change, all time I am confused — where meal, what for?! I have a seat not in those buses. And in this commotion I think (present, as it is multilayered: the dream is and more deeper — thoughts in a dream!) — where there now mine Lyosha, that does, reads, probably, or in the Internet sits, God forbid on D. N again nerves spends. You represent, even in a dream you are constant in my head. If today you will want to hear my voice (and, of course, if at you possibility is) — call after 16-00, mine (ma and pases) somewhere to hoot will leave, so there is a grandfather and the brother, therefore phone should reach the first (but even if also the brother a tube takes — all the same me ask!) As to March, 8th all I are going to sail away to Budyonnovsk to mine to the grandmother and the aunt (that is daddy's mum and sister). You know, I Ksjushku already, probably, did not see year — very much it would be desirable it potiskat, to kiss (sister after all unique, to it on February, 10th 4 years was executed). So, if you release me, I to relatives rvanu with the family. But you can bring and the offers! Order-offer! Lyosha, souls in you not to tea! Your kisses, as a drug, as the sun to colours as water to fishes, say, without you I can not live, a life without you — emptiness. Your lips I unpack in tens kisses — innocent and passionate. In my opinion, I already to you quoted it, but I will repeat: I miss among people, Only in your heavens to me to live. Without you, without your rains The soul river dries up. If you can — leave at 15-00 in the Internet (I will periodically look out from 15-00 till — and suddenly you too there! If it will not turn out, till eleven evenings!) Yours naischastlivejshaja the Smoke. Aline, on March, 6th, 20-32 (Business — almost …) Alina, soul you my beloved! Hi! Called to you nearby 15-00 THEREFROM, but a tube took, probably, the brother, and I did not become kontachit. Slept THERE hour three. Strange sensation. Home has come calmed, has declared, that I want an armistice, rest, I will not be got involved more in ory-scandals (something in the morning was created monstrous). I sozhitelnitsy on an armistice too with hunting have gone, for nearly obynfarktilis … In a word, now in a shower, in a body, in a head weariness, grief, but also slightly steadiness, nerves have dozed off … Pismetso you has added narkotichesko-calming influence. It read and would be desirable even hardly to have a little cry from affection (senile, whether that?): you my light in a window, my hope, my support (yes, yes, despite all fragility!), my ALL!. Now (excuse for pereskok) about affairs. In Budyonnovsk, certainly, go-poezzhaj. I think, we will spend tomorrow (fie! Fie!) wonderful day-evening together, we will DRINK-IS EACH OTHER, we will leave blase so short separation will go only on advantage to us and our feelings. We meet (if there are no other offers) at 14-00 at our cinema. Gut? Now I will leave the Internet till 0-15. If by then you go to sleep — leave tasty pismetso in a box: me (what to do!) and it WILL satisfy. See you, my girl! I think of you always. Whole innumerably! AND. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 6th, 21-49 (I Am ill …!) Greetings, mine zolottse! Your women have exhausted you! (I do not know, how them still to name!) if have reconciled it it is good! I do not wish you to upset, but, in my opinion, I fall ill — something in a throat tickles also a nouse shmygaet. I will be now tea otpaivatsja that tomorrow we could «DRINK-IS EACH OTHER». I so have understood, what tomorrow we go to cinema?! On a place we will solve — on what film we will go, yes? Frets. Tomorrow at a cinema at 14-00. All the day your voice did not hear — torture, really! I represent you — got tired, sad … to Embrace now my native Lyoshenku … All the day almost with anybody I do not talk — I do not want, only you, my pleasure! I do not know — whether I will leave at 0-15. If is not present, you excuse me — hljupkuju Alinku. The main thing — seriously not to be ill, not to fall ill. One more day of separation I will not go through! I like you! Whole, whole, whole, whole … Your girl. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 7th, 9-22 (oklemalas!) Zoe Kosmodemjanskaja has strangled a virus on a root (well almost on a root)! Mustard plasters for the night in socks — that's all recipes! However, it was necessary ponasilovat the organism — tea with a lemon juice to pour in! While allergic reaction (fie, fie!) it was not showed. Well, this all trifles! Simply, when you go to bed (in warm pizhamke, in nosochkah with green heating plastinochkami), it is necessary very-very to want to wake up in the morning healthy and vigorous (auto-training!) to think strongly-strongly Of YOU and to pray (the Mother of god, its icon at me over a bed). So today I (more or less) in the form (the main thing not to go too far in a lemon!). And now about the main thing: has woken up today at 7-30 with thought on you and now I go-bear hundreds more similar thoughts, I kiss you virtually, I embrace a sunlight, I touch with an easy breeze. Today at 14-00 (give the God!) I will show all it (and something else!) in practice. See you, liked! Yours of the Smoke. Aline, on March, 7th, 12-07 (I Hurry!!!) Alinka, my darling! I Hurry-run to you on appointment, as the very young boy! If hardly I will be late (you you know my nature!) — do not take offence: alas, what to do — to put in pawn me in vlag … shche yes to start to alter again!. All yours to a tip of a nose and together with Vaskoj! AND. AND. D. To mine Lyoshenke, on March, 7th, 23-05 (we!) Kind night, my pleasure! I do not know, how a vein without you. You do me happy, every day I grow into you, and you in me. Probably, we are created for each other. I thank destiny per every day, spent with you and with thoughts on you! I like you more lives and, apparently, myself … In the passport of my heart you and only you are registered — all rights to me at you! Yours of the Smoke. Aline, on March, 7th, 23-13 (Here and ladnenko!) Has just sent a note puzzled as has received there and then from you myltse — gentle and fragrant: spasibochki!!! Now calmed — baj-baj (you have not forgotten, what I slept two nights on a folding bed, and today has taken a nap only 4 hours?). I think of you, and it is better to tell (well) — I LIKE! Tomorrow call me if you will not go to Budyonnovsk. If I cannot talk plainly you speak and speak, and I will listen and gmykat-dakat. Gut? Whole in lovely your and sugar lips! Whole and in LIPS … The prankish. |
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