I see you've found my underground
So help yourself to guns and ammo
Nothing here has ever seen the light of day
I leave it in my head

yeah. yeah, that account is good.
Plastic girls called me "Пиздец" today. Z agreed. They turned pale as Z smiled. That cop by the door told us to get out after all. Z haven't managed to buy another pair of Grinders today as a conclusion. As Z was in company of that tourette's twitching guy and that shy girl who behaves like a retarded. And we decided to go shopping after the sunset 'cos we're idiots. It's the first day of the rest of your life. Z really like this track, 'cos you'll remember me for the rest of your life. If you see me. Z've checked out a lot, they really remember me, everyone who paid attention.
Z was left without my vanilla-flavoured mist smack today, what a pity. Now Z'm annoyed like Hell and kinda sick of it all. Moreover my ears hurt, Z dunno why. Maybe Z'll take another attempt when Z go deaf like Beethoven. it's the first day of the rest of my life.
Z used to hate all these fake-freaks who visit "special" shops with aromas smoked so you feel like you're gonna lose your conscience when you enter there. All of them are really fond of paulo coelho and all this standard shit that fucker likes to write. He writes that well-known shit to get paid, and these stupid sheeps buy it so he reaches his aims, in spite of me. Z've lost all of my aims. Z never had any aims, idiot. Aims
SUCK.
don't fuck it up.
don't fuck it up. you'll remember me for the rest of your life.

( z move with a dead cockroach's grace )

to exs.
между Нами и Вами есть только три различия
1. Мы не немые;
2. Мы не немые;
3. Мы не глухие.

~печальный кот, летящий вниз~

ps. одиночество кошки
лапы след на окошке
рванный бантик забытый
тяжесть от молока

пустотелость коробки
запах из мышеловки
из парадной напротив
трель входного звонка

а вот это было давно и неправда. но в яблоч

( getting rid of it )

( um )

After what you've had
That look on your face you rat

Good old mr. Adrian Thaws is awakening in my veins. I still think he is 4 real.
Sun is strawberry blond. She never gets enough of it in autumn. It's beautiful today, as the sky is clear. Airplanes draw white stripes on it. Seven nation army.
I continue to feel like старая нефункционирующая трансформаторная будка etc.
Dancing with the one-legged female human germ taller than me. Oh, shit, did you realize all this crap just now?
I'm out of cigarettes. And more, everything is in ni-ice bloodspots. I was so kind to sneeze, yeah. I'm almost out of my own blood, that's what I suspect. Who cares, when living that sweet vanilla-mist-lifestyle?

and then I woke up and shit
It's just a bad dream

nosebleedz, huh
( don't read more )

спасибо вы все такие милые нет правда меня даже тошнит и нету такого языка который не остопиздил бы мне на все сто быть может индейский но я не способен совладать с желанием опуститься в очередной самый низ и писать на одном из отвратительных
спасибо вы все такие милые кавайные такие все (^_^) такие вот все так улыбаетесь заразительно смеетесь будто там динамик признавайтесь
там динамик
спасибо вы все такие милые в вашем избранном иззб
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программа выполнила недопустимую операцию и будет закрыта.
cпасибо вы были столь милы что соблаговолили проследовать и заценить все великолепие мерилин монро бьорк мартины топли-берд кейт бланшетт николь кидман мэрил стрип гленн клоуз и иже с ними
вы понимаете



вот никогда вы нихуя не понимаете даже когда я изъясняюсь на русском эти сраные запятые самая отвратительная в мире штука скажу я вам вместе с прилагающимися к ним точками двоеточиями дефисами и ттире
да нахуй

Hello, boys and girls. This is your old pal, Stinky Wizzleteats. This is a song about a whale. No! This is a song about being happy! That's right! It's the Happy Happy Joy Joy song!

I don't think you're happy enough! That's right! I'll teach you to be happy! I'll teach your grandmother to suck eggs! Now, boys and girls, let's try it again!

If'n you aint the grandaddy of all liars! The little critters of nature... They don't know that they're ugly! That's very funny, a fly marrying a bumblebee! I told you I'd shoot! But you didn't believe me! Why didn't you believe me?!

ha-ha. (мрачно)
I'm unable to decide if it's good or bad as I never felt anything towards photos including myself. but portraits of this kind seem to annoy me.
that was a great day, and boundless fields were charming. I remember quite well. A... year ago? I think it's autumn. It felt like I was kissed by a dragonfly. I felt as calm as a full tiger, so I didn't even try to interfere Anne's taking a picture of me. I agree with people who say that it's not senseless that "shooting" with a shotgun and "shooting" with cameras sound the same. Anne's shot something in me, and I loose something more with every nose-bleed, so I'm sure one day I'll find myself to be out of myself. Can't change it though. I'll better go for a walk, as the sky is bright.