you know how i feel about you, i drank three vials of corvalol. you understand this, well, i understand, well, vasily nikolaevich, well, forgive her. and who will forgive me for my kind heart. was with a friend of a friend. if you get carried away by someone, i won’t survive god that you are like this happening to me by myself, i marvel at falling in love with old age. let's talk daughter. oh what are you doing me so you don't like it? i love you very much and listen carefully. you know, vlasov and i don't live together anymore. you don't live, i still like him. you can't go to him, i can't, because he didn't call me. it means that someone else's uncle is dearer to you than your own mother, not a stranger. he vlasov is not the same as your moron. don't you dare talk about adults like that. why did you marry him then? that's a very difficult question. daughter is no big deal. that's all. you still call him vlasov all these years. why because he never became native to us, sometimes his called a folder, the second folder, this is a duty. and when by