is this here a cage?
yes, but the door is open.

и----i idvt oshte

I knew it. I'm not surprised, but I'm still crushed. I've never felt so miserable. He got his dream girl, finally. I;ve got some money to buy things that would make me feel a little less miserable. At least that. Although, with the pace I'm spending them, soon I wont be able to afford much.
Also, am I the biggest flop? Oh yes, yes I am. Twenty six, soon to turn twenty seven. A girl, a woman, lets just put "female". Has a few good paintings and extremely low self-esteem. Wastes time all the time. Has nothing to show for. Can't get up of bed, don't want to. Feels less acceptable each day, feels no satisfaction.  Stubborn. I hate this, I don't get it. Isn't he being the biggest phony? Is he completely clueless or just vile? This is so silly..can't believe my life resorted to this. Thoughts primarily going in one direction like into a black hole. Why is nothing important?

 Please, don't be like your crazy mother.

baby gonna love me

fuck myself in the head with stupid men\
the sad girl part:
любовта на живота ми
there goes my baby with someon new he sure looks happy I sure am blue

all the tired horses in the sun how am I supposed to get any riding done

When the beers came, he said, "Shall we find a table where we can discuss the state of the world and the meaning of life without being disturbed?" We took our glasses to a table. I was preparing an excuse to leave.

slunchice milo

must be another one he loves
come near me don't fear me we ve been here million times before
naah
Iaint done
сега просто продължавам

БЛАГОДАРЯ ВИ ЗА ТЪРПЕНИЕТО

ама нямаше нужда

само глупости от глупачки

played out

and amid it all, up came a bubble of distracted laughter
 in vicious circle futile fruitless
не схващам,

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• wornstar
• all instar
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• burned outstar
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• done instar
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• haggardstar

• narcolepticstar
• petered outstar
• played outstar


• run-downstar
• sick ofstar
• tuckered outstar
• worn out

His veins were mostly gone, retreated back to the bone to escape the probing needle. For a while he used arteries, which are deeper than veins and harder to hit, and for this procedure he bought special long needles. He rotated from his arms and hands to the veins of his feet. A vein will come back in time. Even so, he had to shoot in the skin about half the time. But he only gave up and "skinned" a shot after an agonizing half-hour of probing and poking and cleaning out the needle, which would clot up with blood.

jokes on you actually,
cause now Im gonna have lots of free time, doing whatever I like.
and you, you are stuck with a girl again, he he. from one, right next to the other, you aint takin' no breaks
so, yeah.... the circle is closing in again
but not for me, I'm out for good. I hope. Who knows. I don't feel anything in particular, it's all a blur. I know it's a pointless maze, I can never win. I still get angry from time to time, occasionally break a glass, a plate, a finger

As this relaxing wave spread through my tissues, I experienced a strong feeling of fear. I had the feeling that some horrible image was just beyond the field of vision, moving, as I turned my head, so that I never quite saw it.

aide 4estito!

its official - he is insane
also, cruel

you are saved, I'm fucked
thanks a lot and good luck

you are not suffering at all
you are merely pretending

burn in hell, hell hell, hello           love

take a good look at my hands
they will be different tomorrow

love song

1.I don't like his name
2'. I don't find him sexualy attractive
3. I don't think he is intellectually challenging enough
4. I think he is kind of boring





0. He is perfect, but he ain't ma baby no more

malingerer

may be if I stand still for a while. I should wait and concentrate, focus.
work, don't get distracted. otherwise it is all a waste. pull it together
I got tomorrow coming
five minutes passed time to make a slight move to the right then may be a walk to the kitchen
amm,..what are you doing there? this is not your spot and you can't do that
say, you a pussy or somethin?
I stretch my back and I locate the position of the red head
now I see a red sock and a sad, confused person.
 She has some sort of boyish charm, she is clean and different. I like her sense of humor, her hair is nice and really black. this is beautiful and it should stay that way and I should just find someone like me - a desperate, lonely insomniac. I can't actually imagine being with her, the moment she sees the way I live my life, she will surely get as far away from me as possible.
I'm losing my mind here
its spilling I have white wine at home
what exactly is it

има ли значение

имате няма те има те нямате

thanks a lot

back to normal Ihate
hair of the dog that bit me

it was a long and confusing day

vision of division

all work and no play makes you a pot head
https://img1.etsystatic.com/033/0/8717910/il_fullxfull.552477105_419j.jpg

sveta troica, leko kichozna

много е учудващо, но понякога обичам живота. струва ми се направо абсурдно. знам че ще ми мине съвсем скоро. но междувременно those are my (pi)jam(a)s:

Finally, on his way home as an old man, he is shipwrecked. Among those on board, he meets the Strange Passenger, who wants to make use of Peer's corpse to find out where dreams have their origin. This passenger scares Peer out of his wits. Peer lands on shore bereft of all of his possessions, a pitiful and grumpy old man.

one is the loneliest number, much, much worse than two

One is the number divided by two 

No is the saddest experience you'll ever know

Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know

ne znam kakwo ozna`awa towa, no mai mi doide apetita
ama me e strah che vsichko shte se razpadne skoro, niakak si rqzko ]e stane zle, shte trygne nadolu. ne znam


C'mon baby, take a chance with us 
C'mon baby, take a chance with us 
C'mon baby, take a chance with us 
And meet me at the back of the blue bus 
Doin' a blue rock 
On a blue bus 
Doin' a blue rock 
C'mon, yeah 

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill 

Come on baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Of the blue bus, on the blue bus, on the blue bus
Come on yeah
Fuck, fuck
Fuck fuck, fuck, fuck
Come on baby, fuck me baby yeah
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Come on baby, fuck me baby
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Come on
Fuck fuck
Alright
Fuck fuck
Kill, kill, kill, kill


i posle poslednata chast, v koqto kazva nai-prochustvenoto, tragichno i sybrano Chao na sveta

a moga prosto da postypvam razumno ot sega natatyk

въртиопашка върти опашка

how about some badass motivation?
new and emerging artists are supposed to be young, we are too old. 

fak fun
im an idiot ne razbiram zashto vseki pyt mi stava vse po-gadno i se iznenadvam vse edno ne znam egati

NEVER BEFORE SEEN OT 28 noemvri dve i sedemnaiset 282911

tea coffee pasta salads multisport angry angry angry I hate you I hate you I hate you confused what cigarettes liars&dirty dirty cheats of the world  gurus teachers father yod hippies gods psychedelic rock band stars the end female fighters rosa  jack kilmer two waffles aching stomach tea hot water cold shoulder waiting I want a boyfriend whats next
update 4:51 AM : there is no one around anymore, completely alone no fun
when you get what you want, you fucking asshole you, you no longer want it. hope this will happen again but this time I wont give a fuck. fuck you

awoke before down put my boots on
no face from the gallery just a cup of coffee
we are in the real world still for now
soon I ll  meet you at the back of the bus
no idea whats gonna happen
next

drink&destroy

child of rage
dumb kid
anger is not a good advisor
-- don't do any more stupid shit like that -- that's a good advise from the morning after
sleep as much as you can or the opposite
no balance
because you are no longer young and you have no more time to waste. now.

6iban lyjec

tva e

Please, please get me
Like I told you to your face babe
I still walk home alone at night

I think I'm in the world
I'm itchy, itchy, itchy
I think thats my girl
But I can't take her with me
I need to know
Pretending that I'm crying
Come on
I wanna start lying to you

youve got plans tomorrow night?
I dont think so

oh what was I supposed to do today? oh yeah, HAVE A BLAST!

drunk fools

живея си като кралица тука. в шугърленд, не прилича на нищо друго, такова няма същото никъде.

juxtapositioning in real life

ehei,
iskash li da si vzemem pica? znam che ne qdesh meso, ama moje na dve polovini da si q razdelim i tvoqta da si e s kakvoto poiskash!
moje da se razhodim malko 1vo. studeno e, da. imam edno shishence domashno vino, mnogo e hubavo, shte vidish !.
 ne e istina
thegoodtimesarekillingme  i koz ne mojah da si zema. zaebi.
vzeh si koz
thegoodtimesarekillingme не мога да си намеря пръстените. май ги забравих на бюрото или пък паднаха в оная кофа, като си хвърлих кенчето и шишето от вода. изхлузват сеот тнките ми пръстчета. ама няма значчение, нали.
аа бб сс рд кг
лиам езра

kosata mi e kafqva i leko zelenee.

Now here is a calculating machine — Of course it can process qualitative data — Color for example — I feed into the machine a blue photo passes to the Blue Section and a hundred or a thousand blue photos rustle out while the machine plays blues in a blue smell of ozone blue words of all the poets flow out on ticker tape — Or feed in a thousand novels and scan out the last pages — That is quality is it not? Endingness?”

19993

manifesto

if you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first

got to hell god

                                                              dean blunt radio interview &

                                                                           week and end

610

cigari, voda, kafe, kozz, banani, mandarini, no love, no love, no love,
nocturia
ot 1 do 4 ot 1 do 6 ot 1 do 5 ot 1 do 4 ot 1 do 5
no hugs, no kisses, no hits, no misses
ama tova ne e oplakvane
prosto otchet
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make a deposit

I don't shop at the mall, all y'all just dumb mothafucka
I'm a goddamn artist

15 year old Frances

No one ever came to me and said, "You're a fool. There isn't such a thing as God. Somebody's been stuffing you." It wasn't a murder. I think God just died of old age. And when I realized that he wasn't any more, it didn't shock me. It seemed natural and right.

Maybe it was because I was never properly impressed with a religion. I went to Sunday school and liked the stories about Christ and the Christmas star. They were beautiful. They made you warm and happy to think about. But I didn't believe them. The Sunday School teacher talked too much in the way our grade school teacher used to when she told us about George Washington. Pleasant, pretty stories, but not true.

Religion was too vague. God was different. He was something real, something I could feel. But there were only certain times when I could feel it. I used to lie between cool, clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath, after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger nails and teeth. Then I could lie quite still in the dark with my face to the window with the trees in it, and talk to God. "I am clean, now. I've never been as clean. I'll never be cleaner." And somehow, it was God. I wasn't sure that it was … just something cool and dark and clean.

That wasn't religion, though. There was too much of the physical about it. I couldn't get that same feeling during the day, with my hands in dirty dish water and the hard sun showing up the dirtiness on the roof-tops. And after a time, even at night, the feeling of God didn't last. I began to wonder what the minister meant when he said, "God, the father, sees even the smallest sparrow fall. He watches over all his children." That jumbled it all up for me. But I was sure of one thing. If God were a father, with children, that cleanliness I had been feeling wasn't God. So at night, when I went to bed, I would think, "I am clean. I am sleepy." And then I went to sleep. It didn't keep me from enjoying the cleanness any less. I just knew that God wasn't there. He was a man on a throne in Heaven, so he was easy to forget.

Sometimes I found he was useful to remember; especially when I lost things that were important. After slamming through the house, panicky and breathless from searching, I could stop in the middle of a room and shut my eyes. "Please God, let me find my red hat with the blue trimmings." It usually worked. God became a super-father that couldn't spank me. But if I wanted a thing badly enough, he arranged it.

That satisfied me until I began to figure that if God loved all his children equally, why did he bother about my red hat and let other people lose their fathers and mothers for always? I began to see that he didn't have much to do about hats, people dying or anything. They happened whether he wanted them to or not, and he stayed in heaven and pretended not to notice. I wondered a little why God was such a useless thing. It seemed a waste of time to have him. After that he became less and less, until he was…nothingness.

I felt rather proud to think that I had found the truth myself, without help from any one. It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn’t they see it? It still puzzles me

post shit

kosata mie
cherna i rusa
rabotq dylgi chasove
v ofis

black body

                                                                         

                                                                     but its not black

acts of faith

oshte li si tuk zai4e?
koga shte se vidim? moje da vecherqme zaedno, az shte sgotvq! a moje i NA RESTORANT. ops. shte go izmislim. ti samo kaji.
o, ma teb te nqma ot 45 minuti. mai sym si govoril sam

just shoot me

tova sa nqkakvi momicheta, koito obichat sebe si. i obichat jivota i nqmat tyrpenie da go jiveqt. i vsichki drugi hora gi obichat. i im e lesno

5 PM

tova, koeto priemame kato osnovanie za jivot, e v syshtoto vreme velikolepno osnovanie za smyrt

Benny?

shte otida na gosti na nqkogo zavinagi. ne iskam da se vryshtam veche. teen parties? sounds like it's all downhill from here. dnes izpih 1.5 litra voda. vchera syshto. vchera syshto. vchera syshto. kraino vreme beshe da probvam i drugi technosti osven alkoholni. tqloto mi me izostavq, pisna mu ot glupostite mi. cqloto go boli. dava mi znaci, ama az ne shta da znam.

My love wanted to kill me cause I didn't want to give him a taste of real life. He was so disappointed. But I knew it was the right decision. He was like a spoiled child and that is why I rejected him. Not a child even, he didn't seem human at all. Looking at his beautiful face and caressing him. Looking at his beautiful face, caressing him, I was overwhelmed with the most noble, amazing  feelings. I still said no. He disappeared. But I could feel him, preying on me. I felt paralyzed. I knew it was unavoidable so I just laid there. I've seen him do it before, I've watched it in a movie.

 i totalno shte se otdalechim.,,ciao, bella! smoke&drink&cry&go to sleep. repeat. kak me izlyga samo, po dqvolite.

be wary of crazy bitches for they will do terrible shit to you.

. kool thing walking like a panther give me an answer.

I dont care about real life

killed it

free stuff! give me free stuff! i love free stuff. anything. give me anything. as long as its free, i'm taking it. coffee, food, water, cigarettes, weed, alcohol, lsd, clothes, a room, warmth, care, conversations, movies, music, advises, paintings, computers, you.
i'm gonna squeeze you like a fresh fruit till there is nothing left and you die.
but you were giving me all this for free, right? and i gave you some stuff back. may be not as much, but still. i\m kinda dead too. not that it matters. stop being so selfish, i tell myself that very often. not often enough, you would say, seeing what i'm actually doing. bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom. your face. i was so god damn angry, furious. i completely lost it. madness. you took revenge in the morning. in a way. it really hurt.

¨Work is generally beneficial to mental health and personal wellbeing.

¨There are circumstances, however, in which work can have adverse consequences for health and wellbeing.

chao bella
гмурвай се в дълбокото направи твърде много грешки и глупости
salute!

pomisli si

disgusting human

Fuck you gonna do, scream?

in vain

when I understood it all, then my heart grew old

you are fixing everything

how can you fix everything? thats the best gift a man can give! thank you thank you thank you. forever grateful,

life is good

I'm trying to survive but I'm dying die with me

hit the ground

 system's breaking down

прибирам се

HopmaleH

 ; ( :😃😄😅😅😆😇🙍🙎 aaaaaaaaaaaaaany waaaaay. tova e shega, ako ne s

wake up power sleep wake up power die wake up power shit wake up power fuck wake up sleep wake up fuck wake up shit wake up dead

I can hear your eyes roll backwards loud and clear

zviar

I came all this way for nothing

ot 2-3 minuti nasam

I feel abandoned. Stuck with all this boring, ordinary people. I don't like life when it's like this. Nothing special, dull and empty. I have memories from previous times like this. Those memories are useless and make me feel stupid. I know what's comin. Bla, I'll have to work it out. What else can I do? I have a plan; Im gonna lock myself in, stay at home and do stuff. I'm not sure if I'll be able to follow trough but it's something.

it must have been empathy

да видиш нещо, което не искаш да видиш. в интернеt. расте расте расте. от срама.
има си уста, коса, ръце. подари и цвете и стойте на тавана.
там няма как да ви хванат.
няма как да ви хванат.
somebody needs to burn all this. destroy it. bring back the goddamn fire into the game.

P.S - lets give it up for that ugly drawing. It needs the exposure, desperately. Slow clapppp

I NEVER GET WHAT I WANT CAUSE I NEVER KNOW WHAT I WANT
IM STUPID
FUCK YOU, BITCH

careless whisper

rejection is one thing, but rejection from a fool is cool

samo edna zapetaq li? ne znam

am i an artist or just a no good crazy asshole trying to be part of society by identifying himself with something, calling himself something like.. an 'artist'/

vision is blurred

If I had a ticket to use which way would I turn
No
I dont know which way to turn
the best possible use
these people make me feel worthless

Im gonna get on my high horse and watch you crawl below
curled up in a ball
im so high\almighty/amazing
youll never know what I saw
youll never know
aha what i saw

previously unimaginable dimensions of destruction

freestyle traitor

how dare you show her what I've showed you?
this aint over
'n then she said : i need to tell you somethin 'n dont hate me for it
hate you for it?
hate you for it
I'll hate you
for a while
after a while I'll say Im sorry
;n dont hate me for it
backwards

dig out the goods
click on history
web

имам пръст в нещата

these are the people you don\t care about

nice people with their dogs

20:00

and what are you going to be wearing? -nothing, just one of those shoes!

Calculating

why do you hate me? - because you are ugly

Security Alert

"няма да ни хваната! " няма да ни хванат! няма да ни хванаааат
размаза ви шибан тир, премаза ви

where my kindness ends


song for the end of the world

our love spell will end


I havent met my soulmate yet

it was the only card I had left to play

здрасти чао здрасти чао hey hey hey how are you bye bye bye bye

bye bye bye

how are you

hey hey hey

чао 

здрасти

чао

здрасти

блааааа

he pulls she pushed They read The Bible about the flood she draws the curtains 'cause now she's certain he's a liquid

just because you''re paranoid doesnt mean they arent after you

you have  to be smart to play dumb

advice from d g

blind vaysha, listen: fuck where you're from fuck where you're going its all about where you at

im gonna try for the kingdom

if I can

I dont know, I have made a big decision. Im gonna try to nullify my life.Cause when the blood begins to flowhen it shoots up the dropper's neck when I'm closing in on death
You can't help me, not you guys and all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk

za t2

Right. So we all get old and then we can't hack it anymore. Is that it?
: Yeah.
That's your theory?
: Yeah. Beautifully fucking illustrated.

IHMIWD

all my friends are boring
пази се по-добре
добре alright

sumaz

Im the only one who knows the whole story and I'll never tell it

I'm going to wind up a loser. Yet I stood a chance. I wanted to be someone outstanding. Can't I be reborn?

eh eee

и пак започва началото на края
абсолютна агония

майнана

13 te gracii

гледай ме

всичко се върти  оттук до там и оттам до тук
безкрайно начало без край
катана катана катана
 мортал комбат айл сий ю манйана

making life more difficult for me and you

I wrote a poem for her too, this is how it goes:

If I ever see her
I'll kill her

thank god
I\m all talk

мм

It’s always the moment
 just before gunshot.
 You try and try to rise
 but you cannot.

surely this is all for me

when the sky goes black I feel kind of sad
how come?

my brains coming out of my nose! maybe thats why I'm dumb. But I made up a new song, wanna hear it?

главата ми тежи
дали тежи
на мястото си
ще се пръсне
от дясно

if you are looking for hell just try looking inside