Настроение сейчас - там говориться

Seatting on a red chear. Eating an expensive food. Thinking about how do you look like. In the gray fall I steal belive. She doesen't cure me. It makes me realise the reality. And a fact of my misserbility...
It's a long, long long jorney from deth to birth....(Pagoda) And I stap up on this dusty road with orange lighters and grey sky. I will surwive without society.In my own.


Никогда не просите, сами придут и предложат...

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