He started thinking, and the harder he thought, the more he began to feel that the sun-filled, cloudless holiday of love was over...
Even when Ilya tries to get things done, it becomes ridiculously convoluted and difficult really through no fault of his own. I feel this way too sometimes. Bureaucracy!!!
Yeah, he just can't seem to catch a break, can he?
Even when Ilya tries to get things done, it becomes ridiculously convoluted and difficult really through no fault of his own. I feel this way too sometimes. Bureaucracy!!!
Yeah, he just can't seem to catch a break, can he?