Личная анкета Юлечки Ни

живу в мании и бреду потому что настоящая жизнь полная хуйня

смерть, деньги

гайд как разделывать обезьян

дом престарелых аутистов, казенный унитаз

Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.