Book: Future

She had just scooped me fly a small spoon, scoop up and pee, so I don't overflow. But she instead puts me in both hands. And thick black goo splashes out over the sides. And rising from the bottom of something... the Forgotten, terrible.

Head seems to be pulled all the gray matter, and instead pumped back thick sea water and run fish. Now my goal is not to break the fucking aquarium.

Tabla is a trend. Choose any taste. The pill of happiness, serenity, sense... Our earth rests on three elephants, those on the shell of a giant turtle, the turtle on the back of unimaginable size of the whale, and they are all on tablets.

It wasn't overthrown, he fled shave off my beard and dressed in a dress and now walking around among us, lives in Cuba two and two together and repaet antidepressants for Breakfast.

Damn! It will be difficult to latch on to his mouth. It would be necessary to humanize. Give it a name or something. Let it be Fred; Fred to make it more fun than with the unidentified corpse of a man.

Blood with tequila knocks me in the head. This is an increase of two degrees. I straighten the back. I almost bent over his wife and not smashed face him. Wonderful.

Really wouldn't let us be together for a second. And the lies I bought her a life and a romantic getaway.

Who came up with that the truth is easy to say? That's already a lie.

Convenient: I don't have to lie to, and now for me lie more.

I need: to wash. It would be good and belly ourselves to open to get the insides to wash this grey evil soap and put back.

- In Russia there is one strange illness. Throat from her overgrown film, and the sick were suffocated. Air is less, until he dies.
They treated her strange contraption, a silver tube. Film is afraid of silver. The physician inserts the patient in the throat a small silver tube, and he breathes through it until you overcome the disease.
You are my silver tube. With you I began to breathe.

Beauty is a never-ending war with their own ugliness, any truce which means defeat.

Dreamers is easier to manage: the dreamer believe that they have something to lose. Those who do not need anything, do not bargain.

Love, the guy is a struggle. A fight between two creatures that become one!