Thread; "Remember when" notebook

2015 — poor choice of words, I'm sleepy

Even if the nature of my past or stories may seem uncomfortable or difficult to understand, I will strive to make it an illuminating and enjoyable experience for my dear (mostly imaginary) audience
Because what greater power is there than making the unbearable, enjoyable!

I wish, I hope

Childhood, childhood, where
are you running?
Childhood, childhood, where
are you hurrying?
I havent had enough of you Childhood, childhood, where
are you,
But I want you, I want you again
Running on the roof, chasing pigeons
Teasing Natasha, pulling her braid
Riding the scooter fast, in the yard
Old women are looking at us
They dont know yesterday's
bullies
But we, with Natasha, are
walking in the yard
And nothing else matters
anymore,
But I want you, I want you
again,
Running on the roof, chasing
pigeons
Teasing Natasha, pulling her braid
Riding the scooter fast, in the yard

"So what's your role in the band?"
—I'm the headbanger

I take a long pause everytime I realize that I don't have to fake my age anymore

глубокие вдохи и толстые тетради

I like to be skipped, not invisible
I want to be seen and still not chosen

The so-called impossible is merely something that has yet to happen

Today's goal is not to listen to music at all, but white noise instead

Don't, utterly ridiculous
Learn it straight from its native speakers

دكتورة المحادثة منقصتلي 24 درجة

لنا لقاء يا غدارة

مش حلو منظرها الجيد جدا