Sometimes I look at some girls, and personally for me next to her I just get lighter, the sun brighter, and the rain more joyful.
I just want to force myself to do something against Lenny.
Speaking to her, I don’t forget that behind my back I have a lot of shit (no car, no yard).
But it dissolves all that routine. With its multi-facetedness, in the reflection of which there is at least something that will cause you to get out of the fucking world of cracked illusions.
YYY: It looks like programming:
ZZZ : Oh yeah I'm hz, what I've done in this life without this thing.
Yes, love may be similar to programming, but it’s not so stable.
When you really love someone, or at least value that person, you are breaking your life and trying to build something worthwhile out of that rubbish.
YYY: Well I’m saying...
One in one!
Zzzz: And there, and there fucking :D