Ilya
13.08.2004, 05:39
Hello, to me of 19 years,
At me is not present there was no) girl,
Once I have met the girl who very much is pleasant to me,
I have tried to her "will be glued", but she me "otshila",
All is good, but my first impression, that she to me
Simply "has very much liked" it has appeared incorrect (similar that I have fallen in love),
I began to think much of her, and it began to cause me a pain,
First I thought, what is it quickly will pass or take place, but I was mistaken
I have met her one year ago, and this status does not pass or take place,
More correctly passes or takes place but not on long, and again comes, and where that once a day two
Now about a status, it most likely depression: I feel a sincere dyscomfort / a pain,
Loss of interest to all (sometimes even ideas on a suicide come.
But the blessing to me while is possible to disperse without special problems them, in particular ideas of type:
Knowingly I have lived the whole 19 years , sooner or later it will pass or take place , to die always I shall be in time ),
It is very difficult to fall asleep at night (usually then this status and comes),
Few times was even so at an idea that to me to not be with her (not only by way of sex, and simply is not series) I cried
And so, because of it or this here statuses I have considerably increased the use of alcoholic drinks, well the blessing vodka I drink not more often than once a month, but beer on the average 2 + in day, sometimes a screw-driver, in general I do not like that I easier speaking start to become an inveterate drunkard, and also that "this" status of more year does not pass or take place that, I wish as to be earlier happy from that that I have, advise as to be .
It is a little "muck" about itself:
1) usually modest, but sometimes there are kinks;
2) I complex with an opposite floor (except for that from for which all this and has begun, but see above )
3) often I happen will close in myself
4) it is pensive
Yes, and more, I shall write here a part from "rhymes" which I have composed, arriving in it or this a status,
Probably it will help or assist in "definition" of treatment and *61514;, but, in a life I at once speak quite normal, and references of type on you psihushka cries me will be ignored,
As advice or councils on the use of any preparations, tablets and t. The item most likely will be ignored, well that I and more shall add not smoking, however here drinking and *61516;
"Rhymes":
Thirst of a life
What life?! And the life is not present!,
Continuous haze and black light,
There is on a gloom I in darkness,
Nividja an output or exit, in emptiness,
My eyes brightly as the sun shining,
But as Pompeii in a lava sgorja,
It is gone out they, In darkness obrotjas,
Having fallen asleep as always I shall be one,
Everywhere not understood and chuzhym,
Having wrapped up I shall strong close eyes,
Let the chaos and darkness, will warm me,
And my life for ever prekrotja,
Will relieve of a pain... And thirst you...
Sweet Dream
I dreamt, flying on edge or territory
C clouds, pink mglu-
Pink blood on my brachium,
Cry about that that is not present, on my face,
As if a life of May not so mine,
As if again the soul is given to you,
As if or As my life in twilight grez-
Sladasnyj a deceit, at ocean of tears
Continuing to sleep, seeing a sweet dream
This sweet jad-that always with me,
It is your portrait, he in my dreams,
It is your appearance, it is eternal in my dreams,
My dreams terzane, an angel of my dreams,
Do not carry to me it is malicious, and be always with me...
Last bird
In a palate the proud bird flies,
She looks from heavens at the ground
Not believing in that that is fast sluchitsja-
Zamertvo she will fail on the ground...
It is proud flying, looks in a distance,
Heart knocks, and on heart pechal-
The proud bird has become separated from the frock,
Alone she to aspire to the south...
But not destiny to its or her dream sbytsja-
With a bottom the hunter prepares for a gun,
tselitsja it is fast, shooting it is direct in heart,
Daja psu the order to bring its or her flesh...
The bird from a palate on the ground falls,
Crying by the blood, and in a breast
There is no already a heart as is not present and tseli-
The purpose is mors, only she ahead...
At me is not present there was no) girl,
Once I have met the girl who very much is pleasant to me,
I have tried to her "will be glued", but she me "otshila",
All is good, but my first impression, that she to me
Simply "has very much liked" it has appeared incorrect (similar that I have fallen in love),
I began to think much of her, and it began to cause me a pain,
First I thought, what is it quickly will pass or take place, but I was mistaken
I have met her one year ago, and this status does not pass or take place,
More correctly passes or takes place but not on long, and again comes, and where that once a day two
Now about a status, it most likely depression: I feel a sincere dyscomfort / a pain,
Loss of interest to all (sometimes even ideas on a suicide come.
But the blessing to me while is possible to disperse without special problems them, in particular ideas of type:
Knowingly I have lived the whole 19 years , sooner or later it will pass or take place , to die always I shall be in time ),
It is very difficult to fall asleep at night (usually then this status and comes),
Few times was even so at an idea that to me to not be with her (not only by way of sex, and simply is not series) I cried
And so, because of it or this here statuses I have considerably increased the use of alcoholic drinks, well the blessing vodka I drink not more often than once a month, but beer on the average 2 + in day, sometimes a screw-driver, in general I do not like that I easier speaking start to become an inveterate drunkard, and also that "this" status of more year does not pass or take place that, I wish as to be earlier happy from that that I have, advise as to be .
It is a little "muck" about itself:
1) usually modest, but sometimes there are kinks;
2) I complex with an opposite floor (except for that from for which all this and has begun, but see above )
3) often I happen will close in myself
4) it is pensive
Yes, and more, I shall write here a part from "rhymes" which I have composed, arriving in it or this a status,
Probably it will help or assist in "definition" of treatment and *61514;, but, in a life I at once speak quite normal, and references of type on you psihushka cries me will be ignored,
As advice or councils on the use of any preparations, tablets and t. The item most likely will be ignored, well that I and more shall add not smoking, however here drinking and *61516;
"Rhymes":
Thirst of a life
What life?! And the life is not present!,
Continuous haze and black light,
There is on a gloom I in darkness,
Nividja an output or exit, in emptiness,
My eyes brightly as the sun shining,
But as Pompeii in a lava sgorja,
It is gone out they, In darkness obrotjas,
Having fallen asleep as always I shall be one,
Everywhere not understood and chuzhym,
Having wrapped up I shall strong close eyes,
Let the chaos and darkness, will warm me,
And my life for ever prekrotja,
Will relieve of a pain... And thirst you...
Sweet Dream
I dreamt, flying on edge or territory
C clouds, pink mglu-
Pink blood on my brachium,
Cry about that that is not present, on my face,
As if a life of May not so mine,
As if again the soul is given to you,
As if or As my life in twilight grez-
Sladasnyj a deceit, at ocean of tears
Continuing to sleep, seeing a sweet dream
This sweet jad-that always with me,
It is your portrait, he in my dreams,
It is your appearance, it is eternal in my dreams,
My dreams terzane, an angel of my dreams,
Do not carry to me it is malicious, and be always with me...
Last bird
In a palate the proud bird flies,
She looks from heavens at the ground
Not believing in that that is fast sluchitsja-
Zamertvo she will fail on the ground...
It is proud flying, looks in a distance,
Heart knocks, and on heart pechal-
The proud bird has become separated from the frock,
Alone she to aspire to the south...
But not destiny to its or her dream sbytsja-
With a bottom the hunter prepares for a gun,
tselitsja it is fast, shooting it is direct in heart,
Daja psu the order to bring its or her flesh...
The bird from a palate on the ground falls,
Crying by the blood, and in a breast
There is no already a heart as is not present and tseli-
The purpose is mors, only she ahead...