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text to Iryna

[citrinesupernova]

Iryna, aye?

This is Nova. From the texts, eh. Vitaly’s Nova?

Seeing as you asked and Can’t say’s I know what to

[ … ]

Seeing that I'm new to Ukrainian and my English isn't what's called standard. Talik mentioned you’ve there’s you know seven languages, something like that.

[ In Polish— ]

Is Polish one you have?

Sad to say I only know these two. Sort of know.

text from Iryna

[necropolitical]

Yes, I speak Polish.

You’ll learn Ukrainian.

I mean this without teasing because Vitya […] has never been comfortable, never easy with romance. He won’t talk about Sergiy’s bitch of a mother, and he only introduced one other boy to us after dating him for a year. A year, Vasha.

(Don’t worry. He didn’t love him. Nice man, but not right for Vitya.)

Most of the time he just stops talking when we ask him questions unless he has a good answer. He […] turns smaller. Do you understand how I mean? He shrinks but inside himself.

Not when we ask about you. He told our mother anything she wanted to know, except -

We saw your video just this morning. Eh, he showed us, we didn’t steal the phone again. He said something when Mama asked about the drawing and where is your family. He told us those are your children, you’re not married, but anything more, it’s your privacy.

[…]

He didn’t shrink or stop speaking. He told our mother he wouldn’t answer her. Do you understand the difference?

You don’t have to tell me your private information, I don’t care what this thing is. I’m telling you why I know you’ll learn Ukrainian.

You open something in him.

And you’re stupid for each other.

And you call him Talik. Only we call him that, and only to him. […] He let you use it.

You know his wife calls him Vitaly? Not Vitya, or Talik, or Honey, or Baby. Always Vitaly even when they were only dating.

I don’t like her. I told her this the first thing right when I met her. The last time I saw her, I told her I hope her cunt rots. I learned this in English just to tell her, because does she learn Ukrainian for us or her son or her husband? No. “I hope your cunt rots.”

I practiced it for a week.

Anyway.

You make him laugh. The quiet kind, the one when you have something private and soft to laugh over. How you keep laughing in this video, too.

You keep doing that - and learn Ukrainian - and I’ll never say your dick should fall off.

Also: The way you two old men are saying ‘boyfriend’ about each other like you’re sixteen is gross. 🤢🤢

😉

You can call me Irisha. If you stay with him, we can talk about Irishka.

[…]

My violin is Zoe. There’s no story. She just feels like a Zoe.