real. More than anything, want to get under a blanket with a hot cup of tea. To not see you. To not hear your conversations. To just relax and be yourself. Stop has finally keep the back stress evenly, every second expecting it to blow. I want to be away from your self-love, this is unnecessary enthusiasm and eternal parties. Want to hide from your flattery, and your hatred. That's really true what they say, is enough to be individual, so all you hated. May be enough? Oblique views may be enough and this chat, chit-chat .. what with whom and when. It you want? Engage them, arrange personal life, in the end. I'm tired, very tired of these false friends, to fight this invisible, and perhaps envy. Tired to learn from strangers interesting things about yourself. Sometimes it is preferable to say everything in person. But it is when there is something to present. And not just: look, look .. I'm tired of trendy, submitted by you as "old school" and "exactly". Tired of the comparisons of appearance. Is our generation really is corrupt and petty? Either I'm so old-fashioned ... "For all the garbage on every street corner. Many of you have not had a true "that same garbage." Smoked a few times together, run a little, drank alcohol somewhere on the outskirts of it - here it is, "garbage". A strange notion of "friendship." It is somewhat modified in the last few decades, is not it? Those who have been with me a year ago today, gone mad by its flatness. Found a similar flat. Well, everyone has their own way. You do not think it's really from the heart. I flat?