Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.

It's fuckin annoying when a colleague's phone rings every minute, moreover - with a different ringtone. Is is that hard to turn the sound off at work? (like I do :-D)

UPD: Sorry, I will write in Ukrainian this time... Заєбало!!!!!!!!!
UPD2: OMFG, she puts on headphones and howls sth as if she was singing. A lunatic asylum... O_o

@музыка: pop music from her phone, damn it!

@настроение: annoyed

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
21.07.2009 в 22:35
Photos of this person make me believe there is still light somewhere in this world... <3
Пишет  .Dorian Gray:


Стали судьбой...
Не в наших ли ладонях
Мы держим солнце?



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@настроение: amorous

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I've bought "happiness pills", but got to know they will work in about a week or 2. Hope that helps at least a bit... I have no choice, and this might help not to cry all the time.
One at 20:00, another one - at 6:30, when everyone is still asleep. Parents should never know...

I am acting like a whore. In fact I am - I invited that guy to meet on Thursday. OMFG.... He was quite shocked and said he had already been invoted somewhere, but he will think. I realise I looked like a whore.... He has a lot of girls, and the ugliest one is running after him...

@настроение: depressed

16:22

????????

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
What is this??? What is happening around?? Why has everything changed that much? Tell me if you know the answer, I'm too stupid to understand!!

@настроение: desperate

15:45

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I have nothing to lose, so decided to try some new medicine. "Pills of happiness" or how they are called... At least that might help me not to cry at work, these days I run out to wipe tears off too often, and colleagues seem to have noticed something.

I'd give a life to go somewhere after work - and to have someone waiting for me... But I have the way home instead. Yes, unfortunately I have returned to my real home. I loved livin alone at aunt's apartment just because nobody could see my tears, and I could do everything possible to hold them. And here... here everything reminds me of...

I looked in the mirror and realised how ugly I am. Both face and body. I can NEVER look good, whatever I do. When people commented my pics or said sth nice at parties, they meant the outfit, not me. Or why do guys laugh each time I pass by them wearing just jeans and a shirt? This cannot happen without reason. Moreover, it's done by ALL guys.

I'd try to use some dating site, but I don't want to experience the guy's disappointment when he sees me in real life.. I used to think there is some way out - but realised nobody can like me. This means nothing can be done... I have to deal with it.. Have to, but can't...


13:47

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I hate guys!!!!!!!

Sorry. Just hurts.

13:41

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
It looks like the end. No more hope despite I had decided to create it by myself. Artificial hope turned out to be unable to exist.
Now I definitely know there's no light in front of me. I have been told everything I needed to know.
I wish there was someone by my side - but not much time has left, I don't need anyone if nobody needs me.
A month has left before The Minute comes.

@настроение: depressed

13:24 

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Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.

Girls!!! Have you seen that??
The new "Ukrainian Week" has yaoi on the cover!!!!!



@музыка: suspicious sounds of the huge USB drive ^^

@настроение: busy

11:18

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
What the fuck is happening to me???
I catch myself on dreaming of...meeting him and receiving the hug/kiss I suspiciously like - and I've already written I can't stand people touching me. But for some reason I like holding his hand and feeling him close to myself. Maybe it is because I know he has not a single thought of fucking.

I know what is serious for me is fuckin common for him, like a spit out of the window. He hugs and kisses all girls, and it doesn't have any special meaning for him. Moreover, he has fucked about 10 girls this year - without any pleasure, as he told me. I know I am one of many for him, and that he doesn't like me. But I miss him for some reason...

I have forgotten my pills at home, so drink to fall asleep. And throw up in about half an hour, of course - I cannot drink alcohol at all.
Never thought insomnia could be a problem for me. Once hardly kept from calling him... But he will never know I miss him. That's the question of my dignity.

I'd love to go out with sb. But who with? I am trying to get to used to this fact...
I am alone at home, with the huge white cat.

16:27

Fuckin news

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Girls!! Know what? Whom I met yesterday on the way home?

I was walking along the underground when some fuckhead - I really thought so that moment - embraced my waist!!! I was extremely tired and turned round slowly to give a great slap - and saw it was L. - I will write only the 1st letter of his nickname. Yumi, it is the one you don't really like. ^^

We talked while I waited for the bus, but he didn't go with me as needed to do...shopping. He's going to the seaside soon. Yeah, he will see boobs there! XDD :lol:

Then he loaded my brain with a lot of fake "scientific" facts -and I directly asked where does he get all this shit. ^^ Compared me with some goth who is also childfree - and I asked him about ways of pivking that shit up again. Boasted he has left his work - receiving an answer of my eyes open wide behing the glasses and a surprised "Again??" through laughter hardly kept.

I feel sorry for him and don't want to hurt him - what for? And I guess it's not only me who can't help laughing at him. But how can a person be so... Ok, I'll shut up.

@настроение: lol

16:14

Woman O_o

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
At work now. Then - to the local supermarket to buy sth for the huge white Angora. I am still reachable by phone. ^^

I'll cook something for myself and will sit down at the open balcony for my evening coffee. Laptop right on the floor in the middle of the room - the source of music. And I'm going to work at night - the article about rock musicians is still in progress ^^ I'll have the Neko Hime on my laps...

Know what? She lay down on my clothes today when I was just about to fly out to work. :) A big white pile of arrogant noble fur pressed my white corset to the sofa looking at me sadly. And I understood she didn't want to let me go.

I have also started a new personal trend - coming out on the balcony with a towel on my head and Japanese mud on face. =)))) Fear me, neighbors!! Yep, I know there's a guy living in the apartment above.

I brought the sewing machine there as well, so I'll exist in a new way - work, household (LOL, a desperate housewife? XD), sewing and writing.
And even more arrogant plans: Sure it won't shock/disappoint you?

Got to go back to work.
Btw, here's only one GREAT risk - and that's why I am careful. I might easily run into The One Who Tamed Me. So I don't come out without makeup. Anyway, he doesn't like me because my hair is black and dyed...
And here's my companion, Taiska, the neko hime:


@музыка: something in a colleague's headphones

@настроение: satisfied

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I realised he really brought light to my existence. I could do a lot of things - just to tell him about this. He seemed to be interested in what I did - or just pretended he was.

I thought of him when felt bad, thought I'll come home in the evening to talk to him - and everything bad will disappear. Everything had been this way until we lost contact. I wish he appeared online one day... I've got so much to tell and ask...

00:31

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Tomorrow is my 1st day at work this summer. And I'm scared to go there... ... ...
And my biggest dream at the moment is the same again - to hold someone's hand for a while...

23:46

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
According to the questions I am often asked... I'll post these things here to make everything clear.
Think twice before you open this

@музыка: Amy Lee: Sally's song

@настроение: lonely

20:09

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Stolen from  Christabel

Questions stuff

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.


Let each of your days begin from a touch of blue lips on your face. Either real or imaginary - as this has a lot of meanings... ;)


@музыка: Cruxshadows: Birthday

20:01

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Dear mum and dad,

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@настроение: depressed

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
There is no love untouched by hate

No unity without discord

There is no courage without fear

There is no peace without a war

There is no wisdom without regret

No admiration without scorn

There is strife within the tempest

But there is calm in the eye of the storm... (c)


Nothing has gained artificial colors back

@музыка: still the same

@настроение: lonely

00:51

Part 2

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
As I tried to add more colors...

@музыка: Cruxshadows: Perfect

@настроение: lonely