The bed-side stories

PIIA MYYRY

The atmosphere is different in different cities, you can take a flight from town to town, to see it all almost at the same day.

When do you know, when you have seen it all, its when it doesn´t fill you anymore. When you are like an empty balloon, the air doesnt anymore stay there, even if, you wanted it to be the same.

I am not a stupid girl, I just have a stressful work. Its all about the legal things, and it suck energy, more and more every year. You came from the better place, there is only happy faces, nice houses and victorian places.

My friends are still married, I dont know, how they still blow love, to all the places, because of kids, I guess not everybody think of the life, the same way.

I just want a stable love, lot of bed-side stories, to have heat, all those days. I just want the family, to see, how they grow up, people have a better world now, where to have some fun.


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