Book: Shirt

... sometimes read, read a book, and then suddenly time - and understand that all letters, words and punctuation I've read, but not understood and not remember what I had read, and it is necessary to go back and reread it all over again. And it is better in such a moment at all to put the book down, because it is useless to read.

Favorite music without strain does not happen. <...> So I got jazz. It is music for those who have loving!

After calls are only getting worse. And, in any case. For example, that you broke down and called. Pre-think of a reason, sucked from the finger some pretext and scored the coveted number... And you did not answer! Before that call was not great, and then... it was just unbearable!

Look here: for example, ask me how much my friend, like you. I would for this question once again, and in the eye! And when you go to buy you a gift for a birthday, go shopping and kept going, "yeah, that's too cheap, but it's too expensive". And choose is a gift at this price, which I suppose suits you. Understand?! That is, find specific price! Who? Other! You! Disgusting?! And it's funny!

It's from winter clothing, flashed in my head. Summer will be easier. Summer is always easier. But by the summer should something change, or I you won't see summer.

In fact, winter has just begun, the snow will stay for another four months, but Moscow is already tired of winter.

Most unbearable in this state from the transition from hope to despair, from confidence to doubt and back.

The larger the city, the more lonely. And it's the biggest city.

... Remember back home, you have the feeling that you can always leave... and there is a direction where to go. And then this sensation will not. From here nowhere to go!... Only here the limit...

- You see, Sasha, as soon as talking about money, immediately forgot about love!

Sanya, distort - distort, and it's simple. I lived without it, then lived with her, and now again without her. And without it - it already had. But if something is repeated, it is not something that is not interesting, it's not life, Sasha! No life!!! It is simply being together!..

We once were in the cafe, and now I have to pass by him. I try not to do it. We sat there no more than forty minutes, drink it tea, I'm two coffees. Talked about nothing, she laughed, and I looked at her and thought about how I want to now take her by the hand and never let go. Sat for forty minutes, and this cafe has become my "our" café. I can't go in there anymore, and the view of the cafe hurt me. And boulevards... all avenues are hurt. And the whole town hurts me constantly. Because she's here. And all those places where we met, it was just unbearable... epicenter of excitement, anxiety...

Love can be neither happy nor unhappy. It is intolerable in any case.