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.
What is real, what is not? Who is to say?
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.
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