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Love for wild chicks, university, and everything connected with it, I sluggishly drag myself along and stare at couples,

to Stone Island, tarot cards speak of death, I go to class, guys with beer are slouching nearby,

my mind is drowning in the incoherence of derealization, my incoherent, jealousy, Bezukhov won't be tied up for his texts,

microtransactions on the card, the dean's office thinks that I'll die tomorrow from an overdose on a bench,

the curator is rummaging around for lysergine and stamps, the headman is predicting seminars, the dad of this schoolboy with a newfangled hairdo

is resting on a bunk somewhere in the depths of the capital, a desk lamp and tar on their faces, the students have exams,

they can't sleep at all today, and I'll fade into the darkness as a photograph of a dead bird

I'll study for the money, study, this is my social niche, the spokes on the bike are bent, suicide is a hobby,

I, like you, sit in top Pablos and eat fucking Whoppers after class in the lobby of a couple of morons who are discussing the pubic hair of schoolgirls on roller skates

I scroll overheard Murmansk, old whores and a discass about the importance of Rollexes,

MSTU news and a fullstack reserved seat, female students drink coffee, a loader throws nasvay under his lip

Tomorrow I will definitely put a needle in my vein to see God, to dispel the darkness,

demagogy and scientific activity, is it easy to be an adult being a schoolboy

The stream of consciousness is free to be a container inside the head of a dead person

Trash cities, the world is woven from torn images, the voice of your teacher is poured into your brain with liquid,

and in this, it would seem, the worst movie, you are free to be yourself only isolated in his own apartment