I hate these feelings. When you look at his reflection in the mirror and nothing but the mat does not come to mind. When the whole world is against you. When every occasion vybeshivaet and makes you feel so lousy that do not want to live. When you do not want buduschego.Kogda life seems difficult. When not imagine what would happen next. You do not understand how you will live and survive on. How and where to act. Yes and enter li.Poymesh whether who you are and how to fight. When you can not find the most expensive thing for you and because of this cry in the pillow. I hate such oschuscheniya.I hate thoughts in my head. I do not want to think. I'm tired.
shutdown ............. ...
"Our life - is the theater,
and the actors in it, we
Everybody has a role, but who are you?
Life flies by colored pictures
turning into dreams "
Basta (c)
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