coffee break.

yes, I'm busy. VERY BUSY these past few days!

well, I'm working as a model now, thanks for my friends and family support :)

I have to do some photo shot, fashion show, beauty treatment, blablabla.

and now I have my free time, I think I'll use it to write something on my blog.

yes, I've posted 2 new post. and both of it is about literature.

I love literature.

I love word, for precisely.

...

well I don't have any idea to write today, catch you later!

smooches.

Classical.

Russia, November 2008

Please don't leave me.
Not here,not now.
Even if you try
I won't allow.
Please don't leave me.
I need you now,or I'm afraid I'll die.
Spare me a wish.
Outside and inside I'm hurt,I won't lie.
Please don't leave me.
You're here now,don't break your promise.
I'm afraid of the dark.
For you it's pain,for me it's bliss.
Please don't leave me.
These cold nights will take me away.
Deeper and deeper I sink.
Please don't betray.
Please don't leave me.
I'm scared and I'm lone.
You're my only chance.
Quieter and quieter gets my tone.
Please don't leave me.
You'll leave me.I'll get my revenge.
Painful torture worth my time.
For months I'll wait to avenge.
Don't you leave me.
You promised.Liar.
How dare you disappoint me such!
I'll get what I desire!
You won't leave me!
I will not rot in the dark again!
The same horror in my head.
I don't want to remember that poisonous rain.
Cure.
Pain.
Hurt.
Loathe.
War.
Tears.
Blood.
Suffocation.
Death.
Hate.
Poison.
Weapons.
Shoot.
Bang.
Kill.
Die.
Make me laugh.
Horror.
Horror.
Please don't leave me.
Alone in the dark.
I'm afraid I'll go insane.
Your loving embrace is my only light spark.

Я скучаю России так плохо :'(

Without. You.

Russia, December 2008

My tears are flowing for you
As my mind wonders and heart beats
My body is nothing without you

And as the wetness of my cheek are beginning to dry
And my thoughts weaken and try to forget
I feel like nothing without you

The beats within my chest were real,
Something that no one will ever steal
When there is nothing without you

But as I try to forget you more and more
My body grows weaker and begins to wear
Mind floats, rises to react

I know I'm nothing without you...

biatch.

I don't like her.

Winter

Russia, December 2008

my polaroid.

Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower -but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.