Dedicated to the oligarch

In August 2015, at a golf club in Krylatskoye, I met an oligarch. At first it was just sympathy, and I dreamed of being with him, then it was reality, and I was the first to run away from him. Male power captivated me, and I used it for my growth. Thanks to the oligarch for all the suffering caused to me, because if they weren’t there, there wouldn’t be my songs from the bottom of my heart about pain and despair. There were gigolos in my life, but, believe me, they did not inspire me even for a couple of lines, because all they did was pull back to their lazy lair. Thank you E. for everything! Thank God for everything! I wish all women to find their female happiness!