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Naujos ribos arba kiekvienas turi savo kaina.
Mano kaina - subtiliai priearteti prie ribos vardan nuotykio, bet jos neperzhengti (neishduoti saves visai amzhinybei del keletos akimirku profesionalios apgaules).
Nezhinau kiek jiems kainuoja gyvenimas. Turbut brangiai.

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Svajoju be galo. Ilgiuosi. Mano plaukų galiukai pasiilgo tavo pirštų. Mano akių vokai pasiilgo tavo lūpų. Rytoj.

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Ash rytoj chia viska pakeisiu, dabar jau velu. Ash namie jau. If some one interested. Matau prishiukshlinta chia iki begalybes, nuo neteisingu kodu iki ruzhavakailiuotu antrankiu vietoj ikonos. Ko tik nepaveiki per skubejima ir drugeliu gaudyma su knyga dantyse ir keptuve rankoj. Any way ash namuose kolkas. Jei kam reikia. Bet perdaug nesitikekit ish manes ash gi tokia pat kaip visada.

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-What were the stars like when you were young?
- oh.. the skies always had these little fluffy clouds in them. And they were long, clear, and there were lots of stars at night. And when it would rain, they would all turn – they were beautiful, the most beautiful skies, as a matter of fact. Um, the sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire, and the clouds would catch the colors everywhere. That's, uh, neat cause I used to look at them all the time when I was little. You don't see that. You might still see it in the desert. Umm.. I'm still young.

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Everybody wants to be hollywood. The fame, the vanity, the glitz, the stories. One day I'll become a great big star. You know like the big dipper. And maybe one day you can visit my condo on the big hill you know like 9-0-2-1-0. Just imagine my face in the magazine, people analyzing my look, my body or any plastic surgery. You know like the big dipper. And maybe one day you can shake my hand on the planet Hollywood.

You say I'm not underground. I'm rich, I'm famous, I vanish, I'm glitz. I am the story, I am the star. You know like the big dipper. Sex, Drugs & Rock'n'Roll is over. It's OVER. I decide so.

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O aš jau nebetikiu
Nusivylimais ir liūdesiu

Juk pavasarinė
Žolė tokia minkšta
Žengiant nusiavus
Žalsvus batelius.

Neberūpi man
Jog esu ne tokia graži,
Kaip mergaitės iš žurnalų.
Ne tokia protinga,
Kaip tie kuriuos rodo per televizorių

Net nerūpi, kad gėlės
Ant kaimyno palangės
Žydi kur kas dažniau.

Juk oras toks gaivus
Po lietaus.
Juk tavo rankos tokios šiltos
Ant mano kelių.

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Neaprepiamas naivumas;)))
ash noriu sheimos.

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Aš noriu tave sutikt. Paskambink, jei neabejoji, jog tave. Nr. tas pats.

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I never think about my past anymore. Sometimes I'm wondering why people do this. Is there any logical reason? From the past I got only some useful experience and nothing else. Strange, but I don't really care about people I had loved. But on the other hand, why should I? Do they care about me? If yes, then why? To tell you the true, I'm much happier living without flashbacks.

DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME ON FLASHBACKS. LIVE NOW.

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