Набить: текст. Татуировка: чёрно-белая. Размер татуировки: крупная (более 15 см). Sometimes you write a message to a person, not with your hands, but with your soul. You press “send“, and the heart is a small fraction somewhere in your throat. And then he stops and hits me in the stomach with a stone. He read it, but did not answer… You can't kill first, then whisper: I didn't do it on purpose. You can't betray all the time, then beg: I'll get better – for sure. You can't belittle first, then ask: I'm sorry for the joke. You can't cowardly run away, saying that you went out for a minute. You can't do it when you come back. Trampled on? Get up! Can't you? Stop it! Tears? Wipe it off! Does it hurt? Be patient! Resentment? Forget! How? Somehow. I'll die of boredom, go crazy from loneliness, throw myself out the window, eat handfuls of pills for depression... but I won't let you come back. And then I decided that I would NEVER let ANYONE come back into my life again. Меню.