торгую догмами и эскапизмами.
Burning inside, from dusk till dawn, is my personal destination, my only admiration.

Burning out and burning for, my one true wish lying in a gravelike niche.

Burning as a sunlike star is my sole concavity, that forceful gravity.

Longed for. Looked for.

Just wait and see.

Wait and see.

Wait.

See.







Old house in the woods

by *bkm


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Ни-за-что Ни-ког-да Не Про-щай.

Пусть Э-то Бу-дет Тво-ей Силь-ной Сто-ро-ной.

Помните?

Надо бы почитать Мураками.