Alex Shchedrin
I think all absolutely spitting at each other in this impersonal world. In reality? About as well ... But I hope that people, after all, there is. And even more hope to find someone too, man ...
Think gloomy? Well, that's so written. Why? Because everything is fine ...
Works
- My Family - Uncategorized, 10/07/2010 14:03
- From Paris with Love - Uncategorized, 10/04/2010 16:05
- Strange Birds - Uncategorized, 02/10/2010 18:35
- Tabor Goes to Heaven - Uncategorized, 09/21/2010 12:32
- Razor Autumn - Uncategorized, 09/20/2010 15:05
- Cat Sur - Uncategorized, 19/09/2010 15:42
- About Carlson, who returned - Uncategorized, 18/09/2010 15:59
- I painted face tomato paste - Uncategorized, 09/17/2010 13:41
- Salamander - Love poems, 16/09/2010 18:23
- Poetic About Masturbation - Uncategorized, 09/16/2010 11:30 am
- About politics - Uncategorized, 13/09/2010 15:04
- Give, People, Love Rentals ... - Love poems, 13/09/2010 14:31
- About Mimosa with biscuit flavor - Love poems, 10/03/2010 10:07