«Обожаю запах гноя по утрам. Пахнет победой.» ©
Александр Sagachii Фрейд 28 ноября 2010 в 21:16
I am absolutely empty.
They destroy me inside. I hate them all.
But I really understand...I can not go out, I can not forgive, I can not be polite and calm.
It is their problem and it is my problem too. It is pity.
Could I ask you not to come?
I suppose, I can not.
The full forms of word combinations make me quiet. Why? I do not know.
I concentrate on them. Probably, it is the main cause.
Do you see? Phahah.
I was alone falling free, trying my best not to forget...
But I am not free, I can not forget, finally, I am not falling.
Fuck ><