Someday you'll understand the reason you were born with wings...
Something is wrong today. I feel it. And can't find out _what_ is wrong.
I can't make myself busy, 'cause I have no desire to do something useful. Or useless.
I ca't find music that is suitable for my mood. I simply don't know how to describe this mood!
I look through my contacts and eventually don't call anyone.
Something is wrong.
And I don't like it.
I can't make myself busy, 'cause I have no desire to do something useful. Or useless.
I ca't find music that is suitable for my mood. I simply don't know how to describe this mood!
I look through my contacts and eventually don't call anyone.
Something is wrong.
And I don't like it.
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22.11.2007 в 21:40Pushok, perhaps. But still... something is wrong.
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22.11.2007 в 21:53I can't single it out. And today it feels more than ever.
I hope it will be ok soon.
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