Szurałem around town aimlessly, looking for chicks and muttering hymns of my youth, flowing from the membranes. OK sounds good, but really I was another type of rozbudzającym transcendent material in the hope of sleep the sleep of all other thoughts. I woke up when I stumbled into a barge, on the street, whose name has never itself do not recall. Squeezing his hand, looked him through and through. All of the words pass through his lips later confirmed my suspicion. Life is a bad writer, so when he scratched his head, sprinkled with just dandruff. He did not say anything profound or surprising. There is nothing true from what I promised myself sitting in the back row. The school, which taught us anything, just not how to live. I still remember - barely true - as we talked about old age. Man! For us, never was associated with age. Iggy Pop will never be old! Both believed that old age is just a state of mind begins when you give up on dreams, to justify the lack of time and tell your children that "there are more important things." You're blocking the responsibility, but when you look into their eyes and see yourself a few years ago, you feel the pang of longing, so effectively strangled by the year that he believed in his own lie. Powtarzałeś them so many times. I do not know why this meeting was so painful. So, I'll be the same as everyone else? And perhaps because he seemed happy?
Maybe.
I know one thing: he lied, but the worst of it was that I believed him.
As this piece balls kidsów.
SoKo - People Always Look Better in the Sun
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