schwingen

swinging your legs: expectation, reality

while no one sees

in a parallel universe: - I’m fighting for Valera too much! - no sabz, let’s go without the milling machine Valery, he’s wild. -Okay, I’ll take the schoolboy Mitya. -ok, I'll take the truck driver Nikolai. Damn, I wish I could swing like them.

what do you know about loneliness?

matter is energy reduced to a state of slow vibration. we are all a single, subjectively self-aware entity. There is no death, life is a figment of human imagination and a way for the universe to know itself. further weather forecast for tomorrow...

childhood can't be returned

"snake" dish. ingredients: mayonnaise; black pepper (peas) for decoration

go for a ride bitch...

they seem to be up to something