В тему препрошедшего поста. А ведь этот типчик был не единственным. Довольно часто люди лгали мне, хотя точнее привирали, чтобы подобраться поближе, чтобы сохранить мой интерес к их персоне. Один из таких людей честно мне призналась в этом, так что не один раз подобное случалось, как мне казалось раньше. Что же такого малолетние дети во мне находили, что им было страшно потерять меня как товарища или друга.
понедельник, 24 марта 2014
10:30
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Let all hell break loose
Risk is desire
Only the fierce can catch fire
A dream is but a shattered nightmare
Come around enjoy the warfare
Dreadful
Captivating
So dismal
So fascinating
So disgustingly, so gloriously human
Raise the devil
Raise, raise the devil.
воскресенье, 23 марта 2014
суббота, 22 марта 2014
22:38
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Автор: commander.
Фандом: Game Of Thrones.
Музыка: Dolphin - Свет Для Меня.
От автора: Есть такие люди, которые сделают что-то, а потом ты вечность ненавидишь их за то, что твои планы не осуществятся. Вот как с этим видео. У меня пустой проект, и я никогда не закончу этот шедевр. А столько сил был затрачено, и такие ожидания были... Добро пожаловать в проблемы современных одиноких творческих людей.
Фандом: Game Of Thrones.
Музыка: Dolphin - Свет Для Меня.
От автора: Есть такие люди, которые сделают что-то, а потом ты вечность ненавидишь их за то, что твои планы не осуществятся. Вот как с этим видео. У меня пустой проект, и я никогда не закончу этот шедевр. А столько сил был затрачено, и такие ожидания были... Добро пожаловать в проблемы современных одиноких творческих людей.
пятница, 21 марта 2014
-All the other fairies fly, why don’t you?
-I had wings once. They were strong. They were stolen from me.
четверг, 20 марта 2014
Some children in MG2 say: "The one-eyed man is like our daddy. He doesn’t like grown-ups".
А ещё мне приснилось, что на моих глазах убили отца. А потом словно чёрный экран, и я ничего не помню.
Второй раз уже подобное вижу.
Второй раз уже подобное вижу.
вторник, 18 марта 2014
Snake: That white horse The Boss rode...
Strangelove: The Andalusian, yes.
Snake: How'd it get to Costa Rica?
Strangelove:I went looking for it. It was her final witness, even if it couldn't speak. I found it and brought it here.
Snake: Where? I thought for sure it'd be blown to ashes by those MiGs...
Strangelove: I searched the ends of the earth for that horse... and found it at last in a horse market in Britain.
Snake: Britain? Are you saying it came all the way over the Ural Mountains, through Europe, and across the English Channel?
Strangelove: Who knows, really? Perhaps someone took it there.
Snake: Wait, the thought never occurred to you it might be a different Andalusian that only looks the same?
Strangelove: I can't prove it... Or rather, I couldn't.
Snake: What do you mean?
Strangelove: You should know best of all. That horse wouldn't let anyone ride it. And believe me, I nearly killed myself trying. The only one it allowed on its back was you... That was the proof, though I hate to admit it.
Snake: ...And to think I ran it to its death.
Strangelove: But in that last run, it regained the glory of its youth. Using the last of its strength to pursue its former master... Any horse would wish for such a fine end.
Snake: Never heard the name "Cosima" before. The again I don't know many people from France. Is it a common name?
Cecile: No. Not that common. But Wagner's second wife was named Cosima Francesca Gaetana Wagner.
Snake: Huh.
Miller: You know, "Kojima" is a common last name in Japan.
Snake: Kaz?!
Miller: It's just funny how, you know, I'm part Japanese and Cécile's middle name is so close to "Kojima." It feels like... destiny unfolding.
Cecile: You think so?
Miller: Oui oui! That's a beautiful name you have. Cécile Cosima Caminades. Wait a second... Cécile Cosima Caminades... Cosima Caminades... Hey, thats close to...
Cecile: Close to what?
Miller: Your name... It sounds almost like the sentence Kojima, kaminandesu in Japanese.
Cecile: And what does it mean, sil vous plait?
Miller: Well, "kami" is the word for "god" in Japanese. "Nandesu..." Well, it's hard to explain, but placed after "god" it would turn the sentence into "is God."
Snake: Okay. So?!
Miller: "Kojima is God"... Cecile's name is a message! I dont believe it... Kojima is God... Kojima is God...
Snake: Umm, Kaz...?
Snake: By the way, Kaz, who do you think's our queen bee?
Miller: Good question. I was thinking maybe Paz.
Snake: Hmm. I was thinking Strangelove...
Miller: I can see that. Or maybe Cecile.
Snake: On second thought, I might go with Amanda.
Miller: How about this, Snake. We'll have an army of queen bees.
Snake: Sure, why not.
Cecile: Do you have an interest in the visual arts, Snake?
Snake: Not really. Please, no deep conversation...
Cecile: But you have heard of Picasso, yes?
Snake: Yeah, I've heard the name.
Cecile: Sadly, Monsieur Picasso, co-founder of cubism, passed away in the south of France last year. France was his home, you know.
Snake: Huh? I thought he was born in Spain...
Cecile: Do you know his full name?
Snake: Pablo Picasso. Anyone would know he's Spanish with a name like...
Cecile: Hmph. Shows what you know.
Snake: What do you mean?
Cecile: OK, here we go. Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios... ...Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso. What do you think? That was his full name.
Snake: Still, I don't see how...
Cecile: A master of modern art. A genius who crafted over 100,000 works in various styles, spending the greater part of his life in France. The man is a part of our culture.
Snake: Yeah that kind of stuff is of limited use in my field... But back to the point - Picasso was Spanish, right? Or am I missing something? He wasn't French, right? Right? Cécile?
Cecile: What difference does it make? It doesn't matter if he was from Spain or from Mars, Picasso is Picasso. It does not change the fact that he lived in France, nor does it take away from his monumental legacy! Why do you care so much about where he was from, anyway? Whatever happened to the "Sans Frontières" part of "Militaires Sans Frontières"?
Snake: You started it. "France was his..."
Cecile: What was that?
Snake: ...Nothing.
Cecile: Tell me, Snake, do you ever put sweets in your rations?
Snake: Never thought about it before. Why?
Cecile: I simply love them! French sweets are très délicieux. Everyone knows crêpes, but there are also profiteroles, éclairs, madeleines, financiers... Then there's Tarte Tatins, and you can't forget savarins. Oh, and mille-feuilles, crêpes, blancmanges...
Snake: You already mentioned crêpes.
Cecile: Soufflés, croquembouches, canelés, floretins, kouign amanns, Peach Melbas...
Snake: Finished?
Cecile: ...And macarons! I love those the most. Macarons parisiens are the best. They're so cute and colorful, and they contain meringue, so they melt right in your mouth.
Snake: Wow. I'd no idea macaroons were that popular in France, too.
Cecile: What do you mean "in France, too"?
Snake: Macaroons are those coconut-flavored cookies, right?
Cecile: Excuse you! Macarons contains almond powder, not coconuts!
Miller: Don't they have peanuts in them? I've had them in Japan a few times. I thought they were called "makorons."
Cecile: Makarons? Some cheap imitation, I am sure. French macarons have a long and distinguished history. They date back to the 16th century, when Catherine de' Medici of Florence married into the French royal family. The story goes that her pâtissiers shared the recipe after they arrived. That's a history of over 500 years.
Snake: So... they're originally from Italy, then.
Cecile: Well...
Snake: Don't macaroons come from Italy, too?
Cecile: Look, I do not really think...
Miller: Keep in mind "macaron" is almost identical to "macaroni."
Snake: Well, that settles it.
Cecile: ...I cannot believe this. To associate macarons with macaroni! You, Monsieur Miller, are an insensible oaf!
Miller: Hey, hey, why am I the bad guy? Come on, Cécile, wait! Cécile!
Strangelove: Naturally, I hardly ever had the chance to play with other children my age. But I never felt lonely for it.Their way of thinking was irrational, making them simple, easy to predict. The boys would talk of tanks and aeroplanes and creepy, crawly bugs... The girls of pretty dresses, glass beads and tea and cakes. Of boys they liked... I never had much to say on such matters. The curious thing is, adults really aren't all that different. They're simple, capricious. Especially men. As they get older, their heads fill with thoughts of women and more women.
Miller: Hey, Snake. I heard they gave you your old code name because you used to run around with your shirt off. Is that true?
Snake: Don't believe everything you hear. They called me "Naked" because I went in without gear or food. I had to procure everything on site...
Miller: You mean they sent you into the jungle without even a pair of pants?! On a HALO jump from 35,000 feet?! Sweet Jesus, you are a legend!!
Snake: ...You're busting my balls, aren't you, Kaz?
Miller: A little bit, yeah.
Snake: ...Hilarious
Miller: Exactly the same. In fact, when you put on a cardboard box when Snake In, both of you can climb inside.
Snake: A box big enough to hold me and my buddy... These are fine times we live in, eh, Kaz?
Miller: Yyyyeah, sure, Boss...
Miller: Snake, the R&D team came up with something new...
Snake: What is this?!
Miller: It's a cardboard tank. It's got enough room for two people, same as any other cardboard box. Apparently the guy in front drives, and the guy in back is the gunner...
Snake: Hold on. Kaz, who the hell came up this thing?!
Miller: I'm sorry, Boss. He meant well, I swear. I know it's nowhere near as good as a real tank, but still...
Snake: It's BRILLIANT!!
Miller: Huh?
Snake: The perfect synthesis of stealth and attack power. Compact, elegant design. The finest example of a weapon I've ever seen! Seriously, Kaz, I need to meet the guy who made this. I wanna shake his hand.
Miller: Y-you're serious? Snake, look at it, it's...
Snake: It's a masterpiece, in every sense of the word. You don't agree?
Miller: N-no, I...!
Paz: Ooh, what's that? A tank? I like it!
Miller: Paz?!
Paz: I hate tanks, but this one I think I could get used to. I love that it's a zero emissions vehicle - it will not hurt the forests of Costa Rica.
Miller: What?!
Snake: Nice work, Kaz. I see I made the right choice making you second in command.
Miller: But I... Is there something wrong with me?!
Miller: Scouts are outfitted with camouflage to help them hide. Some of them look kind of weird, like they've got seaweed growing all over them.
Snake: Ah, ghillie suits.
Miller: Not much difference between them and any other scout in terms of combat ability, but it does make them harder to spot.
Snake: I'm sure it does.
Miller: You've come across these before?
Snake: Yeah. The Soviet Union... The first time, it took me a full hour to find the guy and take him out... Kaz, do you know if they shine?
Miller: ...Shine. Like how?
Snake: Like from their heads.
Miller: Their heads?
Snake: How about their hair? Do they have a lot of it?
Miller: What are you talking about? How the hell would I know?
Snak: How about a parrot? Did anybody hear a parrot squawk?
Miller: A parrot? Look, Snake, you're talking to the wrong guy. I mean, Cecile's the bird expert... Wait a second, what am I saying? You're not making any sense to begin with!
Snake: Never mind. It's... a long story. I'll figure out another way. Forget about it.
Miller: Yeah, I'll do that. Anyway, we've already lost too many good people to these surprise encounters. Make sure you don't end up like one of them.
Strangelove: The Andalusian, yes.
Snake: How'd it get to Costa Rica?
Strangelove:I went looking for it. It was her final witness, even if it couldn't speak. I found it and brought it here.
Snake: Where? I thought for sure it'd be blown to ashes by those MiGs...
Strangelove: I searched the ends of the earth for that horse... and found it at last in a horse market in Britain.
Snake: Britain? Are you saying it came all the way over the Ural Mountains, through Europe, and across the English Channel?
Strangelove: Who knows, really? Perhaps someone took it there.
Snake: Wait, the thought never occurred to you it might be a different Andalusian that only looks the same?
Strangelove: I can't prove it... Or rather, I couldn't.
Snake: What do you mean?
Strangelove: You should know best of all. That horse wouldn't let anyone ride it. And believe me, I nearly killed myself trying. The only one it allowed on its back was you... That was the proof, though I hate to admit it.
Snake: ...And to think I ran it to its death.
Strangelove: But in that last run, it regained the glory of its youth. Using the last of its strength to pursue its former master... Any horse would wish for such a fine end.
Snake: Never heard the name "Cosima" before. The again I don't know many people from France. Is it a common name?
Cecile: No. Not that common. But Wagner's second wife was named Cosima Francesca Gaetana Wagner.
Snake: Huh.
Miller: You know, "Kojima" is a common last name in Japan.
Snake: Kaz?!
Miller: It's just funny how, you know, I'm part Japanese and Cécile's middle name is so close to "Kojima." It feels like... destiny unfolding.
Cecile: You think so?
Miller: Oui oui! That's a beautiful name you have. Cécile Cosima Caminades. Wait a second... Cécile Cosima Caminades... Cosima Caminades... Hey, thats close to...
Cecile: Close to what?
Miller: Your name... It sounds almost like the sentence Kojima, kaminandesu in Japanese.
Cecile: And what does it mean, sil vous plait?
Miller: Well, "kami" is the word for "god" in Japanese. "Nandesu..." Well, it's hard to explain, but placed after "god" it would turn the sentence into "is God."
Snake: Okay. So?!
Miller: "Kojima is God"... Cecile's name is a message! I dont believe it... Kojima is God... Kojima is God...
Snake: Umm, Kaz...?
Snake: By the way, Kaz, who do you think's our queen bee?
Miller: Good question. I was thinking maybe Paz.
Snake: Hmm. I was thinking Strangelove...
Miller: I can see that. Or maybe Cecile.
Snake: On second thought, I might go with Amanda.
Miller: How about this, Snake. We'll have an army of queen bees.
Snake: Sure, why not.
Cecile: Do you have an interest in the visual arts, Snake?
Snake: Not really. Please, no deep conversation...
Cecile: But you have heard of Picasso, yes?
Snake: Yeah, I've heard the name.
Cecile: Sadly, Monsieur Picasso, co-founder of cubism, passed away in the south of France last year. France was his home, you know.
Snake: Huh? I thought he was born in Spain...
Cecile: Do you know his full name?
Snake: Pablo Picasso. Anyone would know he's Spanish with a name like...
Cecile: Hmph. Shows what you know.
Snake: What do you mean?
Cecile: OK, here we go. Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios... ...Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso. What do you think? That was his full name.
Snake: Still, I don't see how...
Cecile: A master of modern art. A genius who crafted over 100,000 works in various styles, spending the greater part of his life in France. The man is a part of our culture.
Snake: Yeah that kind of stuff is of limited use in my field... But back to the point - Picasso was Spanish, right? Or am I missing something? He wasn't French, right? Right? Cécile?
Cecile: What difference does it make? It doesn't matter if he was from Spain or from Mars, Picasso is Picasso. It does not change the fact that he lived in France, nor does it take away from his monumental legacy! Why do you care so much about where he was from, anyway? Whatever happened to the "Sans Frontières" part of "Militaires Sans Frontières"?
Snake: You started it. "France was his..."
Cecile: What was that?
Snake: ...Nothing.
Cecile: Tell me, Snake, do you ever put sweets in your rations?
Snake: Never thought about it before. Why?
Cecile: I simply love them! French sweets are très délicieux. Everyone knows crêpes, but there are also profiteroles, éclairs, madeleines, financiers... Then there's Tarte Tatins, and you can't forget savarins. Oh, and mille-feuilles, crêpes, blancmanges...
Snake: You already mentioned crêpes.
Cecile: Soufflés, croquembouches, canelés, floretins, kouign amanns, Peach Melbas...
Snake: Finished?
Cecile: ...And macarons! I love those the most. Macarons parisiens are the best. They're so cute and colorful, and they contain meringue, so they melt right in your mouth.
Snake: Wow. I'd no idea macaroons were that popular in France, too.
Cecile: What do you mean "in France, too"?
Snake: Macaroons are those coconut-flavored cookies, right?
Cecile: Excuse you! Macarons contains almond powder, not coconuts!
Miller: Don't they have peanuts in them? I've had them in Japan a few times. I thought they were called "makorons."
Cecile: Makarons? Some cheap imitation, I am sure. French macarons have a long and distinguished history. They date back to the 16th century, when Catherine de' Medici of Florence married into the French royal family. The story goes that her pâtissiers shared the recipe after they arrived. That's a history of over 500 years.
Snake: So... they're originally from Italy, then.
Cecile: Well...
Snake: Don't macaroons come from Italy, too?
Cecile: Look, I do not really think...
Miller: Keep in mind "macaron" is almost identical to "macaroni."
Snake: Well, that settles it.
Cecile: ...I cannot believe this. To associate macarons with macaroni! You, Monsieur Miller, are an insensible oaf!
Miller: Hey, hey, why am I the bad guy? Come on, Cécile, wait! Cécile!
Strangelove: Naturally, I hardly ever had the chance to play with other children my age. But I never felt lonely for it.Their way of thinking was irrational, making them simple, easy to predict. The boys would talk of tanks and aeroplanes and creepy, crawly bugs... The girls of pretty dresses, glass beads and tea and cakes. Of boys they liked... I never had much to say on such matters. The curious thing is, adults really aren't all that different. They're simple, capricious. Especially men. As they get older, their heads fill with thoughts of women and more women.
Miller: Hey, Snake. I heard they gave you your old code name because you used to run around with your shirt off. Is that true?
Snake: Don't believe everything you hear. They called me "Naked" because I went in without gear or food. I had to procure everything on site...
Miller: You mean they sent you into the jungle without even a pair of pants?! On a HALO jump from 35,000 feet?! Sweet Jesus, you are a legend!!
Snake: ...You're busting my balls, aren't you, Kaz?
Miller: A little bit, yeah.
Snake: ...Hilarious
Miller: Exactly the same. In fact, when you put on a cardboard box when Snake In, both of you can climb inside.
Snake: A box big enough to hold me and my buddy... These are fine times we live in, eh, Kaz?
Miller: Yyyyeah, sure, Boss...
Miller: Snake, the R&D team came up with something new...
Snake: What is this?!
Miller: It's a cardboard tank. It's got enough room for two people, same as any other cardboard box. Apparently the guy in front drives, and the guy in back is the gunner...
Snake: Hold on. Kaz, who the hell came up this thing?!
Miller: I'm sorry, Boss. He meant well, I swear. I know it's nowhere near as good as a real tank, but still...
Snake: It's BRILLIANT!!
Miller: Huh?
Snake: The perfect synthesis of stealth and attack power. Compact, elegant design. The finest example of a weapon I've ever seen! Seriously, Kaz, I need to meet the guy who made this. I wanna shake his hand.
Miller: Y-you're serious? Snake, look at it, it's...
Snake: It's a masterpiece, in every sense of the word. You don't agree?
Miller: N-no, I...!
Paz: Ooh, what's that? A tank? I like it!
Miller: Paz?!
Paz: I hate tanks, but this one I think I could get used to. I love that it's a zero emissions vehicle - it will not hurt the forests of Costa Rica.
Miller: What?!
Snake: Nice work, Kaz. I see I made the right choice making you second in command.
Miller: But I... Is there something wrong with me?!
Miller: Scouts are outfitted with camouflage to help them hide. Some of them look kind of weird, like they've got seaweed growing all over them.
Snake: Ah, ghillie suits.
Miller: Not much difference between them and any other scout in terms of combat ability, but it does make them harder to spot.
Snake: I'm sure it does.
Miller: You've come across these before?
Snake: Yeah. The Soviet Union... The first time, it took me a full hour to find the guy and take him out... Kaz, do you know if they shine?
Miller: ...Shine. Like how?
Snake: Like from their heads.
Miller: Their heads?
Snake: How about their hair? Do they have a lot of it?
Miller: What are you talking about? How the hell would I know?
Snak: How about a parrot? Did anybody hear a parrot squawk?
Miller: A parrot? Look, Snake, you're talking to the wrong guy. I mean, Cecile's the bird expert... Wait a second, what am I saying? You're not making any sense to begin with!
Snake: Never mind. It's... a long story. I'll figure out another way. Forget about it.
Miller: Yeah, I'll do that. Anyway, we've already lost too many good people to these surprise encounters. Make sure you don't end up like one of them.
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Что обычно я говорю незнакомому с фандомом человеку про этот самый фандом. Зачем сюжет, зачем персонажи, зачем логика, зачем эмоции.
ДАВАЙ Я ТЕБЕ ПОВЕДАЮ ПРО САМОГО УПОРОТОГО ИДИОТА СЕРИИ.
Хотя знаете, это работает.
Lina
В одном брифинге от лица Паз Миллер снимал штаны как минимум три раза.
Adri
Браво, Каз, просто браво. Я тебя не знаю, но уже люблю и фейспалмлю с тебя.
---
Lina
Знаешь, почему не стоит пить, если не умеешь, особенно в большой компании?
Adri
Потому что в итоге всё выльется в беспробудную пьянку на несколько дней?
Потому что можно выдать сокровенные секреты небольшой компании?
Потому что можешь начать вести себя неадекватно, и чтобы обелить себя, придётся убить всех свидетелей?
Первое, что в голову пришло, если что.
Lina
Потому что снимешь с себя штаны, проорав: "Иди сюда, и я тебе покажу настоящего Казухиру Миллера!"
Adri
БРАВО.
Все варианты побило!
...разве что последний отчасти бы подошёл.
ДАВАЙ Я ТЕБЕ ПОВЕДАЮ ПРО САМОГО УПОРОТОГО ИДИОТА СЕРИИ.
Хотя знаете, это работает.
Lina
В одном брифинге от лица Паз Миллер снимал штаны как минимум три раза.
Adri
Браво, Каз, просто браво. Я тебя не знаю, но уже люблю и фейспалмлю с тебя.
---
Lina
Знаешь, почему не стоит пить, если не умеешь, особенно в большой компании?
Adri
Потому что в итоге всё выльется в беспробудную пьянку на несколько дней?
Потому что можно выдать сокровенные секреты небольшой компании?
Потому что можешь начать вести себя неадекватно, и чтобы обелить себя, придётся убить всех свидетелей?
Первое, что в голову пришло, если что.
Lina
Потому что снимешь с себя штаны, проорав: "Иди сюда, и я тебе покажу настоящего Казухиру Миллера!"
Adri
БРАВО.
Все варианты побило!
...разве что последний отчасти бы подошёл.
Редкие разговоры с родителями о том, как мне живётся, нужно ли что-то купить, всего ли хватает, становятся всё короче по продолжительности. Если честно, не знаю, как и реагировать. Мне казалось, что мать будет сходить с ума от волнения, названивать и постоянно расспрашивать. А вышло, что созваниваемся раз в три-четыре дня и говорим по минут пять или того меньше.
Признаюсь, что я предполагал, что "разрыв" с матерью я буду переживать очень тяжело, хоть и не буду признавать этого. А в итоге мы обе будто этого и ждали. Слишком легко это прошло.
Признаюсь, что я предполагал, что "разрыв" с матерью я буду переживать очень тяжело, хоть и не буду признавать этого. А в итоге мы обе будто этого и ждали. Слишком легко это прошло.
До сих пор слушаю брифинги. Остался последний часовой с Миллером. И меня несколько удивляет его позиция; вроде как он "спящий" агент, но всё-таки что-то тут нечисто. Даже будучи агентом, я не думаю, что ради достижения цели человек согласится лишиться пары конечностей. Всему есть предел, как ни крути. Если брать же один из брифингов, то Миллер объяснял Боссу значение слова "Cipher", что на арабском означает "ноль", а среди знакомых Снейка был один такой Ноль. А в скрытом брифинге Миллер как раз разговаривал с ним. Тогда зачем так намекать Снейку на значение слова, и что Зиро тут как-то связан. Вот зачем. Это как-то нелогично. Или же двойной агент, друг на друга доносит. Хотя всё равно нелогично.
Не везёт всё-таки Боссу на приближённых нелогичных блондинов. То Ева, то Каз.
Дайте мне уже Ground Zeros, дайте мне кучу артов и оргазма для моего эстетического чувства прекрасного.
Не везёт всё-таки Боссу на приближённых нелогичных блондинов. То Ева, то Каз.
Дайте мне уже Ground Zeros, дайте мне кучу артов и оргазма для моего эстетического чувства прекрасного.
То Никитос всплывает, то ещё один типчик. В пятом-шестом классе целый год проучился с нами один индивидуум с именем Андрей. Хороший такой мальчуган, из-за которого я впервые понял всю прелесть общения с мужским полом. Жаль, что так быстро смотался.
Так о чём я, приснился мне сон, в котором фигурировала Алёна и Андрей. Точнее было так: Алёна познакомилась с каким-то парнем, спустя некоторое время я узнал-таки, кто этот парень, и обомлел. Такие неожиданности скоро меня в могилу сведут.
Так о чём я, приснился мне сон, в котором фигурировала Алёна и Андрей. Точнее было так: Алёна познакомилась с каким-то парнем, спустя некоторое время я узнал-таки, кто этот парень, и обомлел. Такие неожиданности скоро меня в могилу сведут.
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