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Time stretches, but I do not see.

The knock of steps is noisy, but I don’t hear.

Radio waves penetrate my head more and more often, I find out that someone died in this world, someone disappeared and nothing else.

What can be repeated when nothing but darkness is visible around?

The rain drizzles and, under a chilly fog, I trifling to the cherished cigarettes go.

And to the sense, I'm still breathing blood.

She is constantly nearby. Someone called me behind, and I am a sociophobe fierce and even firing stronger, I added a step.

Returning home, I am again trying to dissuade myself that from what I am still doing.

There was no benefit and is unlikely to be. With the onset of the New Year, I learned a lot. People themselves opened the cards and put themselves in front of me in their rotten light. I am hard to worry about mass betrayal. I do not really believe in love, because it is continuous curses.

I did not want to autobiography at all.

But so he was so tired!

So I get tired of everything that everything is so useless.

The world is trendy. blah blah blah .

In any team, I have always been the most optimistic and strong. But only this was not an indicator that I was a man. I was always bitter.

See all around a mass mess around. And the most reasonable ones that look around that anarchy is a mother of order. Kretins, and nothing more. They simply did not see the order and how better with him in the world.

The smell of blood reaches the brain, I am like a shark, I feel it, only run, on the contrary. Constantly in the movement should be, otherwise they will devour. They will eat their evil eyes.

Racism and just dissatisfied people. Everything was so dangled that it is time to break the planet. Just do not build again. God, no more.

And do not scare people with a flood. It's petty. We really lack a fresh, bright Armagedon.