The smell caused the sneakers to smoke, the laces to untie
I wanted to eat ice cream, but I was frozen to the bone
Branch to me and so on to the east of the city center
Still life, which depicts a jug and a glass of wine next to it, next to a brush of red grapes
Gloomy shadows do not frighten her, because she is a shadow herself
In the dark, you need to listen to music with headphones
If you want to throw out the adrenaline, go to the waves
It's good to be like a giraffe-always closer to the sun
He loves, he doesn't love, he'll press it to his heart, he'll send it to hell