continues to rain. People are tired, listless, wrapped the blankets. The cold bites.
tired fingers do not rise even to crack the keys of a mobile consumed by bullshit.
"what?" "It rains, there is no" answer
is tiring. The river is high.
But the warmth flows. I'm still alive. And I feel fine. I look
two brown eyes. I feel at home.
sometimes embarrass me. Devio gaze. But I can not resist for long. Now do drugs of that feeling.
Studio. The details. It seems to me that a superior design has shaped them. They are funny. I am genuinely harmonious. I do
soothed by the feeling. It 's beautiful.
What if I say the wrong thing and do it again mess? No, not gonna happen. O happens so often that no one notices. In any case, it's okay. We are there for a while. To me it seemed maybe a couple of hours. Main. E 'indffarato. He has plenty to do. He moves awkwardly. That 's what. It 'beautiful.
I have no other adjectives.
It 's a post to fuck, basically.
"we are alone in my office. There are no witnesses. I hope it is a problem," With my
usual dick face "hehe, until we beat the dead man, no"
curious expression. They spend 3 / 2 good. then understand.
laughs heartily.
Ah yes, memorable scene.
"and she can tell curore with the mouse where the activity of WUS?"
"oh yes, it is ..."
The mouse is not any one, is one of those Mac. I do not know the sensitivity of the scroll wheel.
The slides run inadvertently. I see a look of anger on the face of the examiner.
tried again.
again. The average finishes on the wheel.
He snorts, seriously annoyed. and returns the slide to the right one.
tried again.
again. The finger Average ends the wheel.
The adrenaline flows, the anger is revealed.
"It should not touch the mouse wheel! If the slide touches the slide!"
"haha, no sorry"
60 minutes have passed. Long, frustrating.
Perhaps it is better to finish it.
will be for next time.
Watch a video: the system is not the only system, but one of many. Indeed, the worst.
I see a girl crying. crying loudly.
eat once every two days.
I take that lump in my throat.
I promise not to remain inert. To tell everyone. We do not give up.
You fight. Without arms. Without the debt.
I read books on the subject. Are now fixed.
The slave is not so much that the chain to the foot, because that is no longer able to imagine freedom.
