well, i must say you're a tough one

- you need my signature, no?
- eem...
- aah, it's ok. fake it, i trust you.
- hah, nice one!

гренадин превратил мой порог в место преступления

- living for so long..i still..i dont know what this body wants!
- XD

старые письма нашла
бодрые идеи.
стук. стук. стук. нужно дом менять.
а +10 было бы хорошо. только о перелете думать лениво.

- ....
- You alright?
- I'm.. fantastic.
- You going on holiday?
- No.
- So why are you fantastic..?
- Because...i just am.....

у школы юбилей. "это на всех распространяется"
вот такая ерундень. я вдруг злая такая че.
"не мешай"
все настроение мне завалила.

билеты - check!
даты - check!
можно начинать волноваться и радоваться.

- я у нее спросила - она сказала, что на все готова!

hello, trouble..

- hey, how are you?
- pass. next question.

- ..ok, and how long will it take? an hour..?
- hour and a half should be alright..
- and the trolley and the bake, and the cleaning..
- are you out of you mind?!

-.. i need you to come up with 6 digit code...
- ok! 19..
- dont tell me!!

flirty talks, tired days. healthy plans.
i need a locker!!

text at 3am. holiday is real now.
and one more thing....
-whats up with people?

но спик инглиш

counting - 4 days!

33 is a lucky number for a carpenter who looks like Jesus

LEAVE. granted.

tough week, this one. tough month, too.
keep your mouth shut, seriously..

cold blood, bitch

опять синяки, опять улыбка не сходит с лица. ох уж эти утра..
похвала помогает быть еще лучше. да.

- i'm so happy i can't hide it!
- XD

забавные пирамидки складываются в голове.
и да, воскресенье. надо Вальке позвонить..

- is this rubbish in your pants?
- i've never heard that one from a woman before..
- yeah, sorry

п.с. а пуховик то зря убрала. на две недели меня парализовало. да чтоб я еще когда-нибудь...

- how are you, btw?
- I'm brilliant...I'M NOT ILL ANYMORE!!
- XD

i forgot few people. too much to do. i'll have to lie.
everyone feels it's the end of the year. can we survive till then?

lots lots lots
angry again. fuck 'em.

deadly hugs. blank looks, like empty heart - i eat it raw.
talks are more serious - they don't exist outside dinner meal. i drink drink, my jaw hurts. i cant use my hands, i cant feel. i wont allow it.
i got nothing for you all anymore, you took it all. i have anger if you want it. i have mean words, bad thoughts and poison gestures for you if you'll take them.
take them. and go already, really...
it's enough.

-you are very kind
- O_O

don't go crying on me, please. i am heavier than i look
"..and i mean it."

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