- Lika, I'm dependent.
- What are you raving bear of some kind, as always, though.
- No, I'm honest. At first I thought, too, that nonsense with me going on ... it all started with a simple herb and something like LSD. I can not stop.
... In response, I looked a complete misunderstanding of the eye. Yes, as always, say, nonsense. But my pale face, circles under my eyes more than ever, and severe fatigue that I could barely sit, gave rise misunderstandings escalate into a horror that I have never seen on her face.
- Why are you silent? I'm afraid. I need help. I do not know what to do. I am not aware of the measures. I turn all the damn border. Say something!
- You're a fool.
As it was predictable. Response and a red herring. I can not say anything to anyone. Never. Open to anyone the same as the burn again and again.
- You're a fool. Are you talking nonsense. You think. Now summer is over and everything will be okay.
I wanted to cry out: For me, this summer will not end never hear, never! But instead I turned and walked away. I remember the first words of this man - they are never wrong when meeting with anyone Anyway, who would become someone you are close, but these words are true, the bitter truth: "I hate people who are addicted to all sorts of rubbish, and then become full narikami. I'd rather drink than be put in your nose is the dirtiest. " I laughed then, but now. . .
. . . Someone said to me: Never run close acquaintances, then do not razgrebesh ... their feelings.
But I was learning about time and time again, these words were of the bitter truth, after which not only wants to Nakuru and forget. This was my last as a close acquaintance. Now I do not communicate with Lika so close and I have no close friends. I do not. 
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