dear hundred , my name is milana avakyan, i’m 33 years old, i came from western siberia, the city ofthing has changed in the relationship, everything is not the same as it was before, you have already made a decision and are preparing an important conversation. say that my gaze has become distracted, that someone is calling us and is silent, and that in strange fits of fun , i look so happy, but there was no betrayal, but there was no betrayal, but there was no betrayal, all this is nothing, no costs make drastic decisions. not the wind of change, not the wind of change, not the wind of change, but just drafts, swaying in our house, curtains, swaying curtains in our house, drafts, zero energy, everything sings very clearly, according to tradition, but just not sharp. lingered more slowly on me, someone’s voice with a note of alarm echoed somewhere in the depths, drafts flew into my soul, and the chill gives no rest, but a cold is treated for two weeks, which means that soon everything will pass, but not there was betrayal, but there was no betrayal, but there was no betrayal, all thi