Wednesday, 12 September 2007

beatcracker: (Йожъ)
Cold. Cold. Cold. I'm so terrible cold, it sucks all my strength, all my wishes, all my mind through every pore of my skin. It freeze drying me, making me look and feel like century age old mummy laying in its tomb, staring with empty eye-sockets into the leaking fluid of time. And I can't take it for too long. No one can. I try to dispel it, try to burn all my body cell's generated heat to stay alive. I feed myself, I clothe myself, I try to run away from it. But its inevitably returns, fucking laughing at my face, picking me with it's gnarled finger, licking me with it's rugged tongue, floating around, waiting for my warm blood. I even can't cry, because it just crystallizes my tears into salt snowflakes, that cut my eyes. I need to fight it, but I don't know how. I can't hit it with my fists, I just can't hurt this terrible hollowness. But it can and it hurts me. So I just counting my days and waiting for miracle. And if you reading this, I may be still alive ...
beatcracker: (Йожъ)
Cold. Cold. Cold. I'm so terrible cold, it sucks all my strength, all my wishes, all my mind through every pore of my skin. It freeze drying me, making me look and feel like century age old mummy laying in its tomb, staring with empty eye-sockets into the leaking fluid of time. And I can't take it for too long. No one can. I try to dispel it, try to burn all my body cell's generated heat to stay alive. I feed myself, I clothe myself, I try to run away from it. But its inevitably returns, fucking laughing at my face, picking me with it's gnarled finger, licking me with it's rugged tongue, floating around, waiting for my warm blood. I even can't cry, because it just crystallizes my tears into salt snowflakes, that cut my eyes. I need to fight it, but I don't know how. I can't hit it with my fists, I just can't hurt this terrible hollowness. But it can and it hurts me. So I just counting my days and waiting for miracle. And if you reading this, I may be still alive ...

Despair ...

Wednesday, 12 September 2007 14:36
beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Gray adhesive shit ...

I HAS A MENTLE ILNUS

Despair ...

Wednesday, 12 September 2007 14:36
beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Gray adhesive shit ...

I HAS A MENTLE ILNUS

Gimme love ...

Wednesday, 12 September 2007 17:36
beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Now is the time to say how much I really love you, Baby.
Show me the sign, and I will stay with you all through the night.
When we're apart I spend each moment thinking of you, Baby.
You're in my heart - I'll always keep you close and hold you tight.

You remember first time we met - how I told you
I had to make you mine?
Who can blame a young boy for wanting to hold you
because you look so fine?

Let me tell you once more:
You're the one I adore. )

Gimme love ...

Wednesday, 12 September 2007 17:36
beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Now is the time to say how much I really love you, Baby.
Show me the sign, and I will stay with you all through the night.
When we're apart I spend each moment thinking of you, Baby.
You're in my heart - I'll always keep you close and hold you tight.

You remember first time we met - how I told you
I had to make you mine?
Who can blame a young boy for wanting to hold you
because you look so fine?

Let me tell you once more:
You're the one I adore. )

beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Мой журнал в переводе гугеля.

Fucking ROFL!

beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Мой журнал в переводе гугеля.

Fucking ROFL!

beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Мне хочется кричать ... )

beatcracker: (Йожъ)

Мне хочется кричать ... )

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