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Show-business, modeling business, the beauty industry ... In the common people, show-business plans and modelling and all of what generously stuffed with the townsfolk. It's a makeshift kitchen, whose capabilities fantastically exaggerated.
Slut, show business, he is worse than corrupt, petty, false, but damn attractive heifer at night. Fucking drug, immaterial magnet habit ... Yes, for me, this sphere of activity has become a bad habit, like cigarettes, how many times I gave up and as many times needed to double the dose.
After tasting the taste once you're no longer able to resist him ... carefree, idle, giving freedom to all, stimulating megalomania, nurturing the ego - is all he, bitch, show business. He has already hate, but it constantly needs, and all around, and then suddenly closes the circle, and around the void, donut hole. Or, overdose, overdose flattery and hypocrisy, when it was sick of their own inflated self-importance, when not recognize myself in the mirror, when "I" interferes live ...
I'm adding this bezkulturnoy areas of this infernal machine, this bright light that fire for arrogant moths, these Olympus rose petals ... And under the petals of roses ... teeming with worms, but they do not cause fear or dislike, you did not notice the smell of fresh roses.