Lemon97

In short, time flies , and you sit there bored. The next day you get bored again . And the next day you're sitting there bored. Why do you get bored , you do not think the idea ( Oooh , and why have you read this ?) . Neither do I. Yes, I do not care about you. And now you sit there reading this nonsense , which is designed for you to take a few minutes of your life ( You're still not sorry that you got into this?) . It's almost like terrorism - I'm taking up your time, which you could spend on a far more useful things ! I am cold and cynical son of a bitch . I'm not going to tell you more. That's it. Here you have nothing to read - here eve

I got sick. I am shivering and sick,i have a fever and tingling skin and I have a headache. God forbid that something serious!..

My work is to make work. That is, I was told, I did. And no matter what that job is. My duty is to perform the work and to remain silent. And the work is different from the typical-,,, Bring-bring'' to,, Tell that bastard, I'll fire him if he sets to work'' and doing your job I am tormented by the thought: Who am I: A typical wage worker, or errand boy? I am suffering a question all the time ... And do not even know, to determine whether I was finally with the question, Who am I'' or not ... P.S:do not speak a foreign language, we have to rely on Google translator, and so the text may contain errors and inaccuracies ...