TV series: Diary of a killer

Pink blouse, heels 20 cm, on my face "make-up" - in Moscow on Tverskaya would say was a prostitute, and we have "southern style" is called.

Let them suffer - in love need drama!

And happiness is no more. It was canceled as the letter "Yat"

Girl scettica.. not a girl.. it is fate! Here are now the faces of fate - the bald head, crazy eyes, pimples on the hands. Probably afraid Orest, when he was chased by the ancient of erinni. And then what? What if fate takes you on the trail like a blessed girl or some madman with a razor in his hand?..

- Remember, I killed five people?
- You?.. You kill... You kill.

I didn't want anything. Only to sleep. Because sleep is a small death.

Glitter star, which enters our soul after death consists of his eyes eaten by us humans...

I didn't stay alive, as promised. But I'm not dead. These strange, scary people lied to me, but I felt no anger. Me no more, but only five me killed, which is something I require, require, require...

All days of the ordeal, in an attempt to escape from his own fear, night transitions in flames of war village to another, all the events due to which I found myself in this town, home to my friend Isaiah, another for me, all the previous years of my short life, everything, all in one moment lost all meaning. I became a murderer...