Author of quotes: Katherine Sultanov

God, if you decide to give me the love mutual
Instead of my snot
And other people's suffering for me, ruthless -
Let it be swift, hitting right on target,
Leading to burn, to outrage,
To long years together.
And stronger than me.
Stronger than me, please.

What if run away?
Fuck the credits, I spit on your case:
light dress, Mojito, gin,
riding on you, billowing, bite the bit.
<...>
What if all begin?
Again: if you do not know her husband, and you forgot all wives.
Ten of the most true stories go to print -
each scratched under the skin with a blunt knife,
Whatever you decide, if the baby does not know life,
so I'm with you, as the land from under their feet, swam.
Your baby all ready. Are you ready?
Let's run away, huh?

Why is the Lord looking at me and not see
As I am, though tired.

To sleep with you or love to the grave - I do not understand yet.
Spring in the city, but the effect is not visible:
March burst into helpless, gray and dirty.
Scary pulls to mourn have known that -
Yes, the reason is unseemly.
<...>
To sleep with you or love to the grave?
I choose to sleep.
Turn my back.
I choose to sleep, feeling every cell,
As the lid closes over me.

See it and pulled one of the strings -
Remember how thousands of fine notes, caressed, sounded.
Music, you own the best of Dead souls,
I - instrument, fading on his shoulder,
And there is no end to me or beginning:
I continued brush of his hand,
It squeezes firmly, but gently.
And that's why I do not want to run away...
It extracts the best.
Nothing I can do.

If the snow never went,
If we have not forgotten that the word "Eternity"
May be only one person
And to awaken in us tenderness, and humanity
If there was nothing...

If you want to treat me
Hands not washed, the tutorial is not opening
Taking instead of a scalpel, an awl and a hammer -
I'm just a small user manual,
Like in the socket with his fingers to know what is current:
Hell, honey is directly, and popisa,
Dropped on the road a crumpled handkerchief.
Virtue is a false comforting,
The fact that "the diagnosis is scary, but God:
The patient herself does not know what he was doing -
Her resentment, depression, prolonged,
The heart of fears and full of burns,
Once a minute, a monstrous blazing -
Enveloping heat of the one who sits on it,
Good God, she's really bad -
I came to her wounded soul to save.
No thanks - only interrupts.."
Did you forget anything? The quotes do not misinterpret?
That's nice. Thank you, wonderful doctor.
Take your potions and leave.

I scream in the abyss, and in the dream:
Neither of us will happen to those who don't want to.
Let me go...

Morning coffee sleepy fingers - hot,
Fleeting looks cherish without exception,
Mentally undress - in the abdomen flows,
Trying to forget, but in vain -
I'm attracted
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Crawl over the back of the head, heart and shoulder,
On tiptoe behind you, waves at you, still:
Clay, syrup, consumable candle -
I can't live without you.
Damn.

All rush back: fears, lies, rotten -
Nothing's going to happen.
So leave the cold, disease and smog.
So go out of the house in which God.
So leave, cursing himself: "Miserable, miserable".
So leave when you like, and you couldn't.

A little girl, I realized: family
Want to protect and not to shoot his truth.
Happiness is not a feeling of self-righteousness.
Happiness - happen to be in someone's life, the main
As a little girl.

No one claims. No.
My bird, who dared to limit the stroke of your wings?
Who managed to convey that while you worked up
I quietly in the box here rotting?
<...>
Well, what offense? You! Utter nonsense!
I know that there are you,
What happened between us love seriously. -
My cell in the morning has become used to you small.
As you smell the freedom! I'm drunk!
What makes you helplessly angry, I do not understand?
Why, if the pain of its hide and shut up
Will put her to blame you blame?
Too late. The red Apple is rolling over the mountain.
My wisdom will decay about nine.
At night, each bird seeks a home.
I'm tired to feel sorry about you.
Fly.

My new, you're in my blood, I owe you one:
Overcoming fears, I can,
Cold heart, light in the snow -
Let the both of us to learn.
Stones - the other side - I no longer Bank,
No promises to each other, April and Thursday -
Just be the best that can now happen to me!

I suddenly completely lost interest in evil speeches.
What will you remember? Offense? Pride? Fear?
The face of enemies? His portrait in an expensive apartment?
I'll be drinking champagne in the clouds
And remember that you just were!