Sunday, October 28, 2012
после перевода часов разница с родиной составляет 3 часа
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
Вот и все.
Накрывает эксистенциальный кризис. Может быть сколько угодно денег, сколько угодно выпивки женщин и прочих соблазнов. И внезапно вот он - некуда бежать ничего не желаешь остатки либидо украдено болезнями. Ты не один но безумно одинок и влекут тебя только юнешеские воспоминания.
Привет, мне 32 и у меня все отлично
Monday, October 15, 2012
почему?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Tuesday, October 09, 2012
Monday, October 08, 2012
"When Under Ether"
Thursday, October 04, 2012
из чата
me: - старым, после 40. и юным, до 18! я так думаю
М: - проверить бы
Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Do you remember me?
из всех самых () историй кажется () там случившееся нигода будет нельзя (). Кочнувшееся деревья, ветер ночь небрежность () от всего этого гудит в голове. Происходяшее напоминает фильм (), а от этого печаль охватывает () тоской заволакивает. Плыть стыть нелюбить. И прощения попросить не у кого.
Странные люди. Странные цепи. Странные цели.
От звонков должны быть муражки до позвонков. Все мысли навиду, все на яву. Сны зло, сыны враги. Спи!
По утрам () просыпалсябрилсядушился и выходил вон. () ждали, () любили, () желали и () вожделели. Когда пробивал полдень ничего не происходило и жизнь текла дальше своим чередом, словно все так и было ().
И теперь ()?
Monday, October 01, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
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Thursday, September 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
болезнь
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
фильм которого не было - "Клуши, или невероятные приключения русских в Панаме" режиссера Александр Котт
Friday, September 21, 2012
я считаю так
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Friday, September 07, 2012
Thursday, September 06, 2012
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Кококо
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Monday, August 06, 2012
Sunday, August 05, 2012
дни
Твои глаза как вечер
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Иван Человеков
(с) 1991 В. Бутусов - И. Кормильцев
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
бесполезные вопросы (или о ЖЖ)
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
The Loom of the Land 2012
Along the loom of the land
When I walked with sweet Sally
Hand upon hand
For a boy of no means
With no shoes on his feet
And a knife in his jeans
Along the loom of the land
From the tower at Saint Mary's
Down to Reprobate Fields
And I saw that the world
Was all blessed and bright
And Sally breathed softly
In the majestic night
O baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little hand upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep
Well the elms and the poplars
Were all turning their backs
Past the rumbling station
We followed the tracks
We found an untrodden path
And followed it down
The moon in the sky
Like a dislodged crown
And my hands they burned
In the folds of her coat
Breathing milky white air
From deep in her throat
O baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep
I told Sally in whispers
I'll never bring you harm
Her breast it was small
And warm in my palm
I told that the the moon
It was a magical thing
That it shone gold in winter
And silver in spring
And we walked and walked
Across the endless sands
Just me and my Sally
Along the loom of the land
O baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep
Oh baby please don't cry
And don't you weep
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now got to sleep
Watching Alice 2012
Alice wakes
It is morning
She is yawning
As she walks about the room
Her hair falls down her breast
She is naked and it is June
Standing at the window
Watching Alice rise year after year
Up in her palace, she's captive there
Alice's body
Is golden brown
Her hair hangs down
As she brushes it one hundred times
First she pulls her stocking on
And then the church bell chimes
Alice climbes into her uniform
The zippers on the side
Watching Alice dressing in her room
It's so depressing, it's cruel
Watching Alice dressing in her room
It's so depressing, it's true
(c) 1988 NV&TBS

