и шаман достал зубами такое, что и сказать нельзя
You'd played a real cat-and-mouse game. Nevertheless, it's just creating texts, putting some word's stuff on a hint. Awesome guy from my memories that i can never get back. Some light spot teasing an eye of a sleeping princess, firm bondage that fettered my wings. An intellectual kind of whore pretending yourself beeing insolent on purpose. Are you ok? Maybe be, may be me...
Finally my kind of making troubles still seems to be the worst. It's like some incredible high-classy scene in dorama movie - noone really expect something from it. The same with us. Am i looking pretty confused right now? Noone should ask.
It's a poor trick, men, you kno'? Putting these words on a hint without any chance to be heard by you. Some subconsciousness cry or rather delirium? I'm not very good on this since long time enough i'm just a suspicious cold-blooded person. When i'm smoking my cigarette in total silence i try to catch some romantic mood, but anywhere i'm sill a bit weird lonesome witch.
How did this happen? Why it's much simplier to let things pass in this way? Such an awkward question.
Sincerely yours...

@настроение: запойное чтение англоязычной манги до добра не доводит )))