sama sobie winna.

we change the alien and the armpit with a knife. still be erected on the edge who knock us out of it, perhaps? everything seems a dream. inaccessible from the perspective of time has passed. so unreal that do not relate emotionally to any event.someone inadvertently says what he used to say about me. I smiled a little. not too hard because I'm heartless, but warm. just because he used to call me to say. faith is a need for strength to lift it. and sometimes it is so hard without you and without that love. drowning in the general thought. from a boat without the sixth, after an unlimited period of such hands empty, his mouth without words. head full of thoughts .

On the first page of our story
the future seemed so bright
then this thing turned out so evil..

is a sadness in me. and regret. and I lack the strength to smile. but you do not see it.