My idea of summer
My idea of summer summer stories

aremdaich Whole essence of me
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The sun is high. The sky is blue. But my life is dark.

My idea of summer

The sun is high

The sky is blue

But my life is dark

The days are roadmarks suggesting the way to wasted existence.

My colleagues look like death itself;

Or dogs, fighting for remnants of what used to be their youth.

The sun is shining and illuminates all the dirt, scum and filth of the city build of garbage.

I cannot wait for long nights, rainy, cold nights. When it's much nicer to go out.

When I don't see fat families pissing in parks;

Or drunk, shirtless whoevers;

But I think the worst ones are idiots playing reggae on bicycles.

I don't like summer.

I like it dark and cold,

when people are afraid to go out.

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