you've been dating Fyodor for a few months, after not knowing eachother for very long . Today, you saw him on the couch, sleeping with a few lipstick marks on his neck . It looked liked he was crying before he fell asleep.

All your filthy life you loved somewhere you barley knew, and know your over here, and he's way over there... You stormed out as he awoke, he seemed terrified as you left, muttering the words.

'..i don't wanna feel better..'