This is not music, but shit! Do you listen it?You already have a shirt, what do you want?How much can you eat? You’re fat!Do you want a tattoo? Are you zek?You read books and draw. You’re a loser.You’re always walking in sneakers. Dress Up shoes with a heel.You are a girl, and behave worse than a boy!You will never attend a concert your favorite rock group.Leonardo DiCaprio will never get the “Oscar”.

This is not music, but shit! Do you listen it?
You already have a shirt, what do you want?
How much can you eat? You’re fat!
Do you want a tattoo? Are you zek?
You read books and draw. You’re a loser.
You’re always walking in sneakers. Dress Up shoes with a heel.
You are a girl, and behave worse than a boy!
You will never attend a concert your favorite rock group.
Leonardo DiCaprio will never get the “Oscar”.

- I have a question. Answer it,and it’s back to fires and rocket’s red glare. Answer it right, and… I’ll forget the last 145 years I’ve spent missing you. I’ll forget… how much I loved you. I’ll forget everything and we can start over. This can beour defining moment. Because we have time. That’s the beauty of eternity. I just need the truth, just once.-Stop. I already know your question. And its answer. The truth is… I’ve never loved you. It was always Stefan.

- I have a question. Answer it,and it’s back to fires and rocket’s red glare. Answer it right, and… I’ll forget the last 145 years I’ve spent missing you. I’ll forget… how much I loved you. I’ll forget everything and we can start over. This can beour defining moment. Because we have time. That’s the beauty of eternity. I just need the truth, just once.
-Stop. I already know your question. And its answer. The truth is… I’ve never loved you. It was always Stefan.

I do not like snotty novels, which, incidentally, are now at every step, no. I am attracted by the love that showed Lennon and Yoko, Sid and Nancy, Kurt and Courtney. They drive me crazy. That’s what I want: unlimited, crazy love, which is impregnated with the smell of cheap drugs and segaret. Love until bullet in the skull of one of us, the most inveterate, batty, sick egoist …

I do not like snotty novels, which, incidentally, are now at every step, no. I am attracted by the love that showed Lennon and Yoko, Sid and Nancy, Kurt and Courtney. They drive me crazy. That’s what I want: unlimited, crazy love, which is impregnated with the smell of cheap drugs and segaret. Love until bullet in the skull of one of us, the most inveterate, batty, sick egoist …