Блин, как меня бесит, когда договариваешься с людьми о чем-то, надеешься на них, а они в последний момент переигрывают! Причем толком объяснит не могут: почему? из-за чего? Лепят, суки, какие-то левые отмазки. Как-будто самим непонятно, что они глупые...
Так охота в ответ делать то же самое, но ни фига ведь не получится!
12 декабря мои родители отмечают Серебряную свадьбу (25 лет), по сему поводу 8 декабря отправляемся с любимкой в Столицу. Обратно 13-го. Так что вот, может кому что надо ;)
вчера в поезде окончательно умер один мой знакомый кусок жизни...
умер, откололся... разбился при падении на тысячи многомиллионнных частей воспоминаний....
разорвалось... раскололось....
кто-то зовет...
меня.... меня.... меня....
мне некуда больше бежать....
пошли вы все....
было время...
былобылобылобыло....
но прошло....
и даже нахуй нло....
и никакого лета....
одна сплошная талая зима, большие города...
умелые таджики...
я запомнил, как камнем упал и угас...
как искры от сигареты...
рассыпался оранжевый огонек,
так сосредоточенно ползший к губам...
не убило...
где же сильнее?
да уж, блядь... бросишь тут курить...
You're gonna have to step over my dead body
Before you walk out that door
You charmed me with your magic
Landed looking tragic
"Forever" is the feather you ain't got no more
And all the people you see coming by to save you
You're make believing on in your mind
Your eyes are holy rollin', looking, beating, knocking
The ceiling gets closer to you all the time
This ain't no wow now
They all been put down
Who ain't dead yet
Fled to die closer to the shore
This ain't no wow no more
This ain't no wow no more
This ain't no wow no more
You're gonna have to step over my dead body
Before you walk out that door
You charmed me with your magic
Landed looking tragic
"Forever" is the feather you ain't got no more
This ain't no wow now
They all been put down
Who ain't dead yet
Fled to die closer to the shore
This ain't no wow no more
This ain't no wow no more
This ain't no wow no more
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like the loose end of the night
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like the loose end of the night
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like the loose end at the end of the night
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like
Drip drip drip drip drip kinda' like the loose end at the end of the night
This ain't no wow now
They all been put down
Who ain't dead yet, fled to die closer to the shore
This ain't no wow now
They all been put down
Who ain't dead yet, fled to die closer to the shore
This dead road leads down
To that dead road and back
To the road where the oldest road
Met the first dead road that cracked
Made the second and curved the third
Forked the forth and said to the fifth
"If you walk just a couple of miles
You're gonna come across the sixth, the sixth, the sixth"
It runs into a ditch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
This dead road leads down
To that dead road and back
To the road where the oldest road
Met the first dead road and cracked
Made the second and curved the third
Forked the forth and said to the fifth
"If you walk just a couple of miles
You're gonna come across the sixth, the sixth, the sixth"
Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Dead road seven is a bitch
Dead road seven is a bitch
Floating belly flush
Floating belly up, up, up, up
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Go down there if you wish
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many tickets is the problem, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand
Why don't you give it up and get it down
Spend half as much, kills you in half the time
Oh pull on the baby red number, make you hard to hit
Hard to stand and hard to sit around
Nothing's gonna kiss you like the blister gonna get you
From waiting it out
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many tickets is the problem, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many problems is the ticket, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many tickets is the problem, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand
Why don't you give it up and get it down
Spend half as much, kills you and half the town
Oh it's a little too easy to always be kind
But the longer it takes, the more you must find
It's a little too easy to always be kind
But the longer it takes, the more you must find
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many tickets is the problem, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many problems is the ticket, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many tickets is the problem, man
Here's the ticket, what's the problem
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand
День 1
Идет чувак по улице. Проходит мимо одной машины, мимо другой. Останавливается. Курит сигарету.
Докуривает и бросает окурок в воздухозаборник у ветрового стекла. Идет домой. День 2
Выходит чувак на балкон курить, докуривает сигарету и бросает окурок точно в воздухозаборник у ветрового стекла
той же самой машины.
Через некоторое время на капоте валяется другой мусор.
Что это? Зависть? Человека съедает изнутри его же .
А что еще интереснее - тоже самое происходит и в виртуальном мире.
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