Поиск в креативах
Под впечатлиниемАвтор: coe
How are you ? I hope everything is ok! I’m going to Moscow next week. I think we can meet because I have an interesting story! I’ll call you !
Moscow , next week
In my heart is broken
Just for you Just for you
Lionel Richie - Just For You
- 1st i met her last month! I‘ve been walking in the centre of London. She i s beautiful! I think : - Why she’s alone??? She looks like a sun ! (maybe in this moment i think about this planet. Maybe because the weather is Hot and sunny but it’s a summer! Centre of summer is July!) I ask her : - Excuse me ! Do you know what time is it now? When she has turned to me i was shocked! It seemed to me that i knew her all my life. I’ve asked her about her plans and suggested to have some coffee. She said - I don’t like coffee. Bye!!
We sat at the terrace i and my best friend - my sister, She listening to me and sometimes smiling. She knows all me. About all my life, but i hope not all .It’s September, I don’t like autumn: summer is over, every day is raining…
-2nd i met her in my favourite bar. She was dancing with friends. I knew some people there. They were students from rich families. I looking at her i thought I have to come and get acquainted! When music became more slowly I took a glass of wine and came to her. We already met ?! -I said . She said “Yes, maybe” . My name is- Alex said I and what is your name… My name is Jen - she said. We spoke all the night! We were spoken about weather , about music, about our lives! We walked along the embankment of Moscow of the river until the morning. I said Bye near her house. next morning i had hangover. But not from the alcohol! I hoped to see her once again. I knew I would meet her again!
Evening. I don’t like evening, Because all night I’m awaking. I think about Jen. Several days I was going out and walking .I thought about my life and about Jen of course . Sometimes i sat near the bridge and smoking I didn’t want to go home. I’m alone there. Tonight i think about my sister why she didn’t ask me about Jen? Maybe because she knows me…She knows I’m lover of all Moscow biasness woman?? Sometimes hers friends complained about me. But always i said one fraze : - I’m a fair and socialise and i love spend my free time with some girls. I enjoy my life . But all last several months I thought About Jen… I had her telephone number i knew where is she lives, but I couldn’t call her. I just thought about her, I knew she thinks about me too.
What I’ll do for my life?
My flat isn’t large only one room but it’s my cozy flat. I’m went to kitchen opened a freezer, pour some mineral water. Water is pure… Why my life isn’t pure??? .I turn up my TV i like watching News channel, I have been shocked . A Journalist said: - she jumped out of the window. She died. have seen a familiar face.
I felt God punishment …I didn’t cry .I went my bed .I hope I’ll drop of to sleep
Сиськи смяты в комья, лицо угрюмо.
-Я наверно сдохну? - Наверно, да!
...Хули, ты хотела? Ты - крыса трюма,
Героиня ёбаного труда.
... Всякий, блядь, матросик в тебя кончает.
Их тут, как москитов, и боцман - чёрт.
И насрать всем, детка, что ты в отчае,
Что готова прыгнуть давно за борт....
А во дворе растаял снег.
Манерной поступью Рапунцель
Шел пидор, радуясь весне,
Но был сражен шальною пулей.
Попала в лоб, чуть выше глаз-
В мозгах устроила девичник,
И рухнул наземь пидарас
С лицом томление явившем.
А отблеск оптики шальной,
Сквозь двор по мне промчался мимо,
Поняв, что я пьянён весной -
Адепт любви с баклажкой пива,
Слегка помятый натурал
И демиург без четких целей,
Что здесь сижу еще с утра,
А пиво – это панацея....