It is good not to be married any more. It was a mistake. Maybe not so much being married, but the man I said yes to was wrong choice. I would not miss him if he went to Moscow. No more mistakes for me.
Ghost
I think many times that I am insubstantial. People seem to look through me as if I am not solidly real. Vapor and mist. I do not know if I should be feeling bad or free about this.
I hate the bus. All kind of perverts and weirdos ride it but I have no car. I could walk in the rain and snow until I get sick. I wonder is it nice in California?
Hello World
This is what you should say first, no? But the words should be green and say it many times. (haha)
I am new to this, and it is new to me. We will see what we will see.
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