Все так глупо в мире устроено
Так шаблонно, просто, обыденно.
И по пьяне было построено
Психопатом каким-то невидимым....

my oba opozdali i oba byli sonnye...my oba ne znali chego hotim ot etoi vstrechi....vse slozhnee i slozhnee verit' v druzhbu voobshe i tem bolee mezhdu parnem i devushkoi... tem bolee takim kak on...
da na nego zhe vse officiantki pyalyatsya....
on hochet videtsya chut' chashe...a ya ne znayu kuda eto nas zavedet
da, ne privedet, a imenno zavedet....
hotya eto u menya golovoglyuki obychno sluchayutsya
on vsegda tochno znaet chego on hochet(oops, protivorechiya)

da, my prosto druz'ya...tochno, vsegda byli tolko druz'yami, a to chto kogda my okazyvalis licom drug k drugu poyavlyalas kakayato nelovkost, eto prosto sovpadenie...(: i stol'ko raz on byl ryadom kogda ya plakala...spasal menya ot samoi zhe sebya ili ot drugih sumasshdshih lyudei v moei zhizni....
ya zlilas' na nego ran'she, ne ponimala, zhelala obladat' im, sobbstvennichat' dumala chto lyublyu po svoemu i tol'ko nedavno ponyala chto nikogda dazhe ne pytalas ponyat' ego...a eshe govorila chto videla glubzhe ego ohuitel'noi vneshnosti....
no on i pravda vyglyadit kak bog....
(:

ya poprosila postavit pesenku "love song" by 311 i pochemuto vspomnilsya Matt
stalo tak grustno pochemuto....v kakoito moment azh slezy chut ne navernulis'...potom Lenka I Olya pytalis vytashit menya v Soho i stalo tak zabavno,,,ya nachala smeyatsya potomu chto stolko vsyakoi hreni proishidit v moei zhizni i v golove takaya kasha...zato kakaya ona yarkaya i veselaya i est neskloko deistvitelno stoyashih chelovechkov ryadom so mnoi....

eshe mnogo vremeni provozhu v svoem domike v gorode el'fov...stroyu plany na leto....

slushayu vsyacheskie grustnye pesenki i v golove postoyanno krutitsya fraza iz togo filma"v mire stolko prekrasnogo, chto inogda ya boyus' chto ne ..."
chtoto v etom rodea v Maskve holodno govoryat
glavnoe chtoby tolko S. ne grustil (:
segodnya sizhu doma i gotovlyus' k filosofii...
a eshe boleyu i em soty, gadaya, est li on ih v etu zhe minutu ili net....
bolet' ploho

http://handson.provocateuse.com/show/wentworth_miller
vot ssylochka dlya Oli specialno
naslashdaysya
ya tak teper tochno ne usnu...a esli usnu to tochno ne koshmary snitsya budut
menya klinit na nem....ya ego prosto nerealno kak HA_CHU!!!!!
vot
sednya s Yuroi suma shodili
namechaetsya zhestkiy prikol nad ego druz'yami
razvlekalova fareva

mne sednya drug pozvonil s Vietnama....Tanger, klevo chto ty est' voobshe
vot
spinka bolit i vse narovyat menya shvatit i obnyat posil'nee
suki (:
vsem privet
LULU

chereda poslednih sobytiya moei zhizni natalkivaet menya na mysli chto nado s etoi samoi zhizn'yu cheto delat'...........
vnachale ya ne mogu vspomnit, ge imenno ya zhivu, schitat po palcam pod'ezdy, potom ya na rovnom meste otlyuchayus, perepugivaya devchonok(:
nado posidet doma paru nedel,,,,normalno pitatsya i ne pit' i prochee....

poprobuem

zvonil Danya sednya iz Baltimore
hochu v MD!!!! vchera s Srezhkoi poboltali,,,i s Olezhei...ya skychayu po nim,,,
glupo eto tak....dorogie mne lyudi tak vse daleko nahodyatsya...
hochu svoi lichnyi samolet i pilota v krasivoi forme
takie vot mysli s utra

moi malenkiy rebenok prosto rulit
ona kak skazhet chenit'
ya sproshu"kto sidit v sumke kingoroo?"
---malenkiy KINGUSHENOK

ili my smotreli zhurnal s komiksami barbi (zhest' prosto) i ona mne pokazala na edinoroga: a vo eto krylataya KON', eshe u nee est' rog...

pipec vecher byl veselyi....
i nikakih svidaniy i napivanii ne nado....

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v golove neponyatnogo cveta zapaha i vkusa
putayutsya lica i imena

takoi klubochek myslei bez konca i nachala
vchera moemu lyubimomy ispolnilos 44 goda
Anthony Kiedis...the sexiest man ever

oh! and we look alike too (:
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za oknom solnca net, ono spryatalos ko mne v holodilnik prevrativshis v yarkiy zheltyi limon...poetomu ya nikuda iz doma ne poidu---kak tam sero i merzko....
zato ya znayu chto gdeto takogo zhe kak i ya chelovechka tak zhe kak i menya tarashit ot smeny pogody
tolko vot V. navernoe ne mozhet s raboty svalit'....

a eshe ot menya postoyanno kudato tapochki ubegayut...

ya stoyala ryadom i ne znala, chego ya bolshe ispytyvala k nemu....dikiy strah i zhelanie ubezhat', instinkt samosohraneniya---on takoi strannyi ili prikosnutsya k nemu....hotyaby nemnozhko polaskat' ego volosy...poprobovat' ego guby...kakie oni?
no nel'zya....


u menya snosit bashnyu s etogo chelovechka i luchshee chto ya mogu sdelat' eto ne videtsya s nim...

vsetaki klevyi u nas gorod,,,vstrechi samye neozhidannye....segodnya menya nevedomoi siloi potashilo na trolleibusnuyu ostanovku posle pohoda v akadem knigu
dotashivshis do abylaihana ya "radostno" obnaruzhila tolpu naroda na ostanovke---rogaten'kih davno ne bylo....stoyu takaya vsya ustavshaya, dumaya kak by pobystree okazatsya v teploi vannoi....i tut poyavlyaetsya ON...azh slov ne hvataet...vysokiy krasivyi....uzhozhennye prekrasnye volosy,,,zelenye glaza, otkrytaya ulybka...odet super...
zashel on v etu hrenovu 6ku...ya postoyala podumala...blago na gogolya troleibusy vsegda dolgo stoyat i mne hvatilo pokinut ostanovku, hot ya i znala chto 5 shel sledom...v troleibuse on smotrel na menya i togda ya sovsem zasmushalas ya otvernulas...vsem telom,,,,gy
kogda byla ego ostanovka on snova smotrel na menya...navernoe ya idealiziruyu, no on smotrel tak kak tot chel v filme "american beauty"...on kivnul, priglasiv vyiti, ya zhestom predlozhila ostatsya...on pokazal na chasy "speshu"
nu i konechno ya vyshla s nim...
okazalsya malchik tozhe tatarin...obmenyalis tel.,,,,nu posmotrim voobshe chto iz etogo vyidet.....

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nachinaetsya istoriya s togo, chto ya poimala motor...takoi starenkiy svetlenkiy zhigulenok,,,,razgovorilis s voditelyami,,,postepenno doshlo do usa,,,vse kak chuyat...i on skazal, chto sbezhal ottuda cherez 3 mesyaca...vse tam ne tak govorit
a potom tak v serdcah: "tam dazhe hleb ne takoi, nasha gorbushka luchshe ih belogo...kak ya mogu tam zhit esli utrom mazhu hleb maslom i nastroenie srazu portitsya!!!NET UZH!!!!"
gy da i tolko....vot eto vesomyi argument...a ne to chto dayut te neudachniki u ktr dazhe deneg na bilet nikogda v zhizni ne budet: tipa tupye oni
tak vot

they say u r 2 far away from me and it's childish to think about u 2 much...
but fuck em... like when l'm walking down on street l am thinking that u r somewhere close...just few blocks away from me...or it is not one of the Almaty streets but one in DC...and in few minutes l'm gonna run into u...
l just want u to know that l really don't see no one around me as clear as l see u....and it is weird...but once again it makes me feel so good and if it makes u at least smile then it's all l need...

and u don't even have a clue how much l could give to feel the warmth of your lips again...

driving me crazzzzy

WHHAAAAAA!!!!!

v almate 7 s chemto utra...

foto udalyayutsya namnogo bystree chem zagruzhayutsya...tak zhe i chelovk "zagruzhaetsya" v moyu zhizn ochen dolgo, a vykidyvaetsya iz nee odnim resheniem, slovom, postupkom....

lol

sizhu ceplyayu ital'yancev---k letu gotovlyus' lol
skoro vstrechus s Olei...
mama sprosila-kuda poidesh?
-u nas v gorode v subbotu vecherom est tolko odin marshrut

gy....

smotryu na gryaznuyu klavu---len' protirat'
idu na svidanie---ne lyublyu odinokie vechera
zvonil Sergey---za chto on tak ko mne horosho otnositsya?
prosnulas ot durackogo budilnika---skinula chasy na pol....NASMERT'...lol
vchera vecherom zadremala---prosnivshis ponyala chto moi sny pokazyvayut komuto drugomu
v univere pytayutsya ebat mozg---a mne POH
takie dela

ty s nei schastliv?
navernoe da....


napomnilo iz filma 11 druzei oceana:
ty schastliva s nim?
hotyby ya ne plachu
a ulybaeshsya li ty?


i eshe: est takaya fraza na englishe "to share a drink of loneliness"
i pochemu to mne kazhetsya chto oni oba vmeste ot odinochestva

chtozh....


a ya prodolzhayu poiski svobodnoi paryashei lyubvi
sled. tochka----Evropa

prohodit pizdec kak
ya to prosypayus v 3 nochi, to lozhus v eto vremya
a potom splyu dnem

v univere dazhe ne otchitali....prikolno, takoi azhiotazh vokrug menya byl....
lol prosto
voobshem esli ya ne naidu kartocku pozvonit v usa to budet grustno....

a voobshe ya starayus ulybatsya nad tem dermom v ktr ya okazalos....

lol

ya voobshem skuchayu....

v prodolzhenie temy....nu on eshe krome raboty DJ transovyi...chitala ego dlyunishiy email....sidela ulybalas'....
vot on .....
*zhal' ne vidno zelenyh glazok*

u nas shaz 6 utra no vremya perestavlyat v dnevnike ne hachu
hotyaby budu znat kakoe vremya tam....
voobshem s 3eh uzhe ne splyu-navernoe organizm poka eshe ne perestroilsya
zhdu almatinskogo rassveta...

bez slov
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