Woman, I've got many reasons to leave this smelly dark
shithole. You cant' even walk, there's dogshit on the
sidewalk. I have seen everything. Please don't try to stop
me I made a decision. I will go to a place where breathing is harmless. When I've got the money. I will go away. I'll go to a place. To a place that is far away. And if I die, I'll be buried in the place where I wanted to be. Sometimes I have nightmares of how it used to be. Please never again