Why am I loved only when I'm gone? (c)

[helena_e]

So, I came home ^^ Awww, so pleasant to hear Russian everywhere, the familiar mother tongue instead of Italian which I don't know. That somehow soothes me, being unable to understand what almost everybody is speaking about irritates me. And it must be ironic that one of the first things I am doing is updating a journal in English X

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[psalm91]

Russian and Italian or so different. However I have a feeling that when I get to NY I am going to be VERY happy to hear texan when I get home.
I remember being in a den full of New Yorkers. Alone I can understand my friend fine- but when there together im like- wha?