Evening, i twisting pencil and thinking that for a long time I did'nt do something. Then I realized, that for a long time I didn't go on your page (school + attempts to find real friends, even though it is a constant problem). I go and see it. If you remember me, then my answer is clear and frankly, it's excellent. You cultivate direct on the eyes. I'm a crazy fan of Burton, so my friends are convinced that I faddish. Now I'm sad, too, soon fourteen, and I feel worse and worse year after year. So remember, on the other side of the planet Earth I sit and I feel the same way. So, our task is to find happiness in life. And I believe that with your talent you have found it long time ago. Feel unwell - вraw! I'm sure it'll help you more than once helped.
If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. In the ice or in the sun, it's all the same. Yet I feel my heart is aching; thou it doesn't beat, it's breaking; and the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real. I know that I am dead; yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed... ~</3~