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11.11.2008
..Sometimes I become panic stricken, for no apparent reason; I wake up every morning and no-go, a blanket is the only escape.. I have to make enormous efforts to get out of bed. Constant bustle, chaos, trash surround me every day. I am running, not knowing where, not knowing why. The main thing is to make it: here, there. Everywhere.. Time flies faster and faster day by day. Lots of things to do.. Vast amounts of information around me penetrate into my consciousness. Explode my brain. In this infinity it is so hard to be myself. I can do no more..
http://greatcriss.com
..Sometimes I become panic stricken, for no apparent reason; I wake up every morning and no-go, a blanket is the only escape.. I have to make enormous efforts to get out of bed. Constant bustle, chaos, trash surround me every day. I am running, not knowing where, not knowing why. The main thing is to make it: here, there. Everywhere.. Time flies faster and faster day by day. Lots of things to do.. Vast amounts of information around me penetrate into my consciousness. Explode my brain. In this infinity it is so hard to be myself. I can do no more..
http://greatcriss.com