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this party and without me will be perfectly, with a bang,

Before talking all the fingers, to a trembling in the chest, to seizures, to cataracts.

dates for emotions, meetings as an exchange of experience yes Practice

I happened that in the essence deliberately, I was the captain, and paramedic, and conquered the Baltic,

and was in the world "in no way",

You know, and there in this world of your all sorts of galaxies

Perhaps it will be about what to tell.

It is a smaller thing that has prepared a flashmobally germinating layer.

Life in the detriment, life is a cometic spaciousness,

This is a combination of happy childhood, delight and strict actions,

spiritual disaster and stupid shopping,

Every day I say that it is not difficult to deceive himself.

Here the cleanest carry from the entrances,

I believe and believe that everyone will take responsibility

Take love in your palm and try to build a bar.

job, house, rippit, work, house,

Everything boils, but threateningly runs through the slices

On Saturday, the concern blotter will take your trail with a microbe size,

Oh, and let's start to delve into me, I am waiting for the magic december every year and crazy world

Sorry, but I feel that something obliges me.

That I caught fire from emptying the eyes.

that my pupils are patterned, coot color clothes, glasses +5 to coolness,

view of a tedious, red passport is fine, but the opponent is killed and here

I kind of like the thirty-fifth day equally rolling.

Because of the pile of plans, points, bookmarks,

placentar, locations, life without new acquaintances,

And this cybermir goes to the record

And so awkward

As awkward doodle botany in a supercraft with an Eric Harris faces,

these my songs, the words, vynev only at the start, and apparently

I will dance while inside knocking inside.

I have three minutes so that you listened to me,

I have three minutes, but stops what he exteced.

do nothing - preach you, the atmosphere and checks who are more ambitious

in the range "a person recognizes", I have a janitor-philosopher in me

Proud and pretending, with a wardrobe for two individuals,

His house in stripes, in pictures printed in memory.

They require to roll, go to the plateau, and then quickly swept.

I have warm and wild

I have inside the crowd of flotilla

I have inside aggression, infantality, tenderness, hatred,

This is what inside

This is what breaks up to the crumbs,

breaks neither a drop without sparing

I smeared with a different face on the squares and breeded my elbows

Owning the insanity in your own inside to stuff in the box.

This is a cold rhythm, I have a tooth hurt, four months ago I had a towel,

Life is neither a drop is not Presnya, and you tell me that everything is not super, it's a striped circle,

Now only up tangential, only brainless stupor and feeling in some places

as if you wicked you and

My day is widely, and the morning is still at the time.

the dailyness of the cryption and uncertainly flows

I am a consumer and see this rhythm

how clumsily when you sneezed

how that a month in a row can not pick an allegoriary,

How my warm, tender yawl is broken in verses,

How to be pleasant, being peculiar to the hero,

And with sadness to go into trip or be a cloth,

Dream about Mariana Wpads, Cranes and Asteroids

about the island of acid doors, about the supervisyl comrades

Yes, I just have the courage to express that I would like so much with you that you can't imagine.

I have in the internal panels

united by this general start

Fuss, icons, crusts, bring all you have gone.

arbiter, we will hear even the brightest details,

aggression is a crowd into young people,

Contented concrete clouds absorb general attitudes, common tastes, general familiar friends, adequacy as an excretion, expansion as logic,

Budnic values ​​of many

equal to the face, roulette of ways to come up with your views, deceive the truth,

shrouded in thick fibrous briquette to embarrass your property

the secondary part of the fact that you call the word that do not speak

Throw apart