Четверг, 08 Ноября 2007 г. 11:11
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I’ve left two lessons. My parent at home, I suppose. I can’t go home.
Now I’m just sitting in the street. I’m waiting.. I should wait for an hour. I don’t know what I should do.. Just one hour..
Tomorrow is my birthday.. I’m 15.. But tomorrow I’ll be 16..
I wish I will be 15 all the time.. It’s the best age to be, I suppose.
What I’m going to do now – I don’t know.. I’m tired of being here.. Just smoking cigarettes and wasting time.
I want time to go faster..
No money, no one calls me.. Just 5 cigarettes in my bag..
It’s cold in here.. I’m freezing..
I should wait 50 minutes here.. What’s the fuck!?!
Smoking.. I want to smoke a bit.. Only 4 cigarettes.. It will be 3 next minute.. 49 minutes..
My house is 2 minutes going by foot from here..
It’s cold.. free-e-e-ezing..
Maybe I’ll have a bad cold.. if I will spend more time here..
Настроение сейчас - FcВ колонках играет - noting.. just noise
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