After how many fucking weeks, you were at last able to reach Kristina, and you talked to her for hours, macam baru jumpa balik boyfriend

"And then he say, I'll go very far..."

"Ya, you told me that already."

"Fuck, why don't you stop me then, Kristinochka?"

"Because I love to hear the story again."

"Oh my God... you are so cute... I love you... oh my God..."

"Now don't cry."

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And bitch, did you just cry on the phone... I miss you, Kristinochka... I miss you so much.

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Sometimes, home is not a place, it's a person.