22:17

Still there

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
There are minutes when we don't want to hear or see anyone. When thoughts mix up into a scary heavy stone and the way out seems to be blocked forever. In conditions like this people are not able to hear anything.
I feel you're like that now. But can't stay indifferent.
Let me do just one common thing, at least here, where you'll never read this. The last point is for the better...


@музыка: Olga Pulatova: The last dance of winter

@настроение: scared, anxious, loving

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08.11.2008 в 00:43

этот город заполнен деньгами и проститутками. я не против ни тех, ни других, но только не сутками.
There are minutes when we don't want to hear or see anyone.

I feel the same very often. Maybe I'm tired of people.
I want to esxape from everybody and want to be blocked into a neavy stone
It can sounds strange but I love this feeling. The feeling of loneless.

But can't stay indifferent.
You should. When you feeling that you don't want to communicate with someone, I guess yoy know that...
08.11.2008 в 12:46

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Риш, I understand... Often have this, but I hardly ever show it off. And He is now in this condition, I can't do anything despite I'd give a life to help.
How can you love loneliness?
Yes, I sometines dream of nobody around, so that nobody would fuck my mind.
It's not me who doesn't want to communicate...
06.12.2008 в 14:24

How can you love loneliness? Mm...not loneliness itself, but the feeling of it...I think it's different. It's a time when one's able to stop for a while and organise thoughts. However, it doesn't mean one won't see his/her friend, let;s say, in a week)...after just having such lonely rest.
06.12.2008 в 18:29

Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Kendoru, loneliness is when people whom you love are happy without you. (c) Loneliness is when nobody is waiting for me. When nobody writes messages without a reason and not to ask about/for something. When nobody is waiting near the University. When everyone has his/her life where there's no place for me...

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