бодро идем ко дну
some times ago when a seditious thought about unfaithfulness and betrayal attacked — the next step crashed, i sprained my ankle, a deep caugh could grip me by healthy throat, random fly dived into the eye, ..., well, smth unpleasant and sudden happened.
now i begin to stumble, to slosh coffee on the floor, to feel unexpected ache — when i produce a low opinion of her.. but i can't get it. because she earns this punishing thoughts.. and not only thoughts, even.



hate these fucking "anorektiks"


@музыка: rain drops

@настроение: questionable