If lovers genuinely love each other, I’m sure that it’s something extraordinary. Something that I wish I could obtain. Of course, what is love? Indeed it’s not this. Yelling at each other and bickering… Throwing each other and things at each other. Waiting for the other to shut up just one minute to be able to talk and prove their point. I’m not entirely sure I want this… I went over to America’s, and the atmosphere is so much more excellent… but at the same time, I don’t think I will be able to do something like that. I’ve too much like him. The one man in my lie I genuinely hate. . . surprisingly it’s not Russia. Though he’s the wrong person to be stuck with at the same time, it was hard to breathe in my breath with Poland. And I’m not sure what to do. I won’t be able to health relationships, what am I to do? If lovers love. That’s not the way I can love. That I think I can love.