When I first met him in 2006, it was love at first sight.
It was the same until his last breath.
Stalin would've turned six today if he's still with us. And I would've thrown a simple party with cake and ice cream just like we used to do. But today I'm lighting a candle on his grave instead.
Happy Birthday, Stalin!
We miss you so, so, much!
But we love you much, much more!