someone is closer than you.
08-12-2007 18:19
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Whether there are the people, capable to forgive?? But so what to not recollect any more anything, simply further.... I do not know where all slides..... The sun in fact should shine equally, that blind, that rich... Roughnesses.... It is better to stand at a precipice.. And to ask, My God, forgive us My God...
Someone there on top,
speaks hoarsely drops of a rain, on houses, on umbrellas.
Someone there on top, someone further than I,
someone is closer than you.
Death of my body
20-10-2007 14:12
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Death of my body or traces on me....
" I do not become morning,
in fact I have seen coast.
With the empty ships,
that instead of masts with crosses...
Are dear back is not present.... Are dear back is not present..... Are dear back is not present.... I
t is not a pity that can sing how to me it is easy....
My body that became rotten stuff..... "
The fifth day a hang-over, terribly hurts a head, , pulls out at each corner * I know disgustingly * has made to itself dred, has pierced a lip...... Has bought a new guitar,))) yes... I happy... But with ancestors all is equal dung....... fuck, I in a full ass.... Who be, take away me....
ETERNITY FOR TWO
04-10-2007 21:45
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" The medicine for boredom ", was those the name of the wine-glass of good expensively liquor drunk by me! Very terribly when you one, understand that love, and you love.. But the love not that, would would be desirable that loved you as well as you, but it it will not turn out, here and suffer! Today with the friend have shirked school. More precisely yesterday evenings has again sworn with ancestors, has left the house, all the night long laid on a bench in square and thought of it.. So I like to recollect its person.....
Sum 41 Over my head
27-09-2007 13:41
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Арда - "Только Пыль"
26-09-2007 23:56
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Без заголовка
26-09-2007 21:21
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The autumn fever has ended))))) and I am again alive)) have again returned to city favourite by me, on my street, in my house, in my room (which with departure of the father became even more. Has made to itself repair))))) from grey has recoloured all in yellow-dark blue))))) and furniture, the stepfather to me has bought beautiful such))) I am happy.... Only here Moscow does not suffice... Friends..... Dialogue with Russian, at them in fact the soul is.....
Дневник meZmeRatI
01-09-2007 13:47
On wishes of my friends, I get to myself a diary. Though, what for?? What for it to me. Never liked to advertise the ideas and experiences.
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On wishes of my friends, I get to myself a diary. Though, what for?? What for it to me. Never liked to advertise the ideas and experiences.