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Jack insp. acid Lemon

Суббота, Август 28, 2010 2:30 2 Comments

да, я честно собирался спать. но все как обычно. каждую ночь у меня находится причина, по которой я не могу уснуть. как-то это был увиденный мною чертов пирсинг в пупке. потом соло Сугизо. теперь вот кислотные разводы перед глазами. какая-то разноцветная чушь в моей голове. все книги в доме зачитаны до дыр. о, этот чудный [...]

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anticipation.

Воскресенье, Август 15, 2010 15:34 4 Comments

Pure adrenaline. thats like before sex with a stranger. you never know what he wants. anticipation, expectation, ultra-bright pictures scrappy erupt into consciousness. curiosity, and faster, faster, along with the desire to long the moment before. blood flows to the face. and the hand are shaking. I enjoy those beautiful visions with which imagination mercilessly [...]

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Just imagination.

Среда, Август 11, 2010 14:07 2 Comments

I. saw. her. her eyes. lips. clavicles. anorexic leanness. my own private ghost. oh my god, how its easy to face it just like this, in subway train. when its over midnight. i saw. her. leyes, lips. i. saw. her. Thats funny. I cannot take my eyes away from her. Sometimes it seems that I [...]

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Bride in fog

Суббота, Август 7, 2010 17:37 2 Comments

Весь последний месяц шли приготовления к свадьбе моей кузины. Не то, что мы очень близки. Но все-таки я должен был придти на свадьбу и, более того, работать там как оператор. Сейчас я думаю «как хорошо, что все это уже позади!» Немного утомительно. Как обычно, я поспорил с кем-то что выпью больше водки. И после этого [...]

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Prisoners of consciousnessю

Суббота, Июль 31, 2010 2:05 3 Comments

- Why do you open your arms?
- No, its not for embracing. Thats for everybody to see my veins and 2 fails of suicise. And for.. For nobody never.
He was squating in front of me and expectantly looked at me with his wide-set eyes. I didn’t want to hold him neither anything else. Fear.Panic fear. [...]

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Overdriven.

Среда, Июль 28, 2010 20:13 3 Comments

Sorry, guys, for I didn’t appear here for such a long time. The reason was that I had so many things to do! Practicies were too often. Then also preparation for opening new project. Oh, how I’m tired. My limbic system is overheated. Still I hope it will treat itself without taking meds and dopes. [...]

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my Glass eyes

Среда, Июль 21, 2010 21:53 1 Comment

I’m glass. I’m absolutely glass. Aren’t you afraid of ghost touches your hand? Thats the most terrible and scaring thing which can happen. Its worse then death. Its worse then leprosy. Glass, whose hands were touched by ghost, never can fly away. Anymore. If ofcourse they escape this infection of invisible arm. Every my night [...]

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Inflamed syndrome

Вторник, Июль 13, 2010 3:04 1 Comment

How its hard to start every new projec.t I’m just killed by management troubles with starting every my new idea. Ofcourse I try to make perfect impression/expression. Is it possible? Well, deadlines are cutting my veins. It seems that my original idea is mutating into some incontroled monster. And I do my best to avoid. [...]

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Paper.

Суббота, Июль 10, 2010 0:31 No Comments

Today I was working for song of my B-side project. Sometimes Japanese is difficult but its much better for singing. There are some difficult moments: I’m not got used to play this kind of music. Then, I got used to monitor all the work by myself. Well, I feel strange learning my new role.
Today is [...]

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Vitamine C! ~______*

Понедельник, Июль 5, 2010 23:51 19 Comments

If you eat too much Vitamine C you can dance all night long.
Today I met people from Theatre School in the street. And I was playing a game with them. I have one thing. Then I go to the stranger and change it into something different. The point is not to get the car but [...]

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