Хуясе тут движуха

Жизнь - это маркетинг.

Шаблонное ощущение, будто ты стоишь на одинокой льдине посреди бесконечного холодного океана, а свежепоявившаяся трещина заставляет твои ноги плясать на разных осколках последнего островка стабильности.
Сейчас именно так. Могу ли я что-то изменить? Несомненно, да. Будет ли от этого лучше? Несомненно, нет. Вопрос, настоящий вопрос в том, будет ли от этого хуже, а на него я ответа дать не могу.

Акробатика что надо

Хотел написать тыщу постов, один из которых должен был быть высокосодержательным и про внутренний маркетинг, но ужин был слишком хорош.

Смотрю на мир, вижу говно.
Смотрю на себя, вижу говно.
Смотрю на людей, вижу говно.

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I don't imagine you and I walking in the sun or holding hands anymore, but I can see your name burning in the stars and in the same sky I once floated above in. Now I can't look at the picture any longer, so I gave it back to you with a note attached saying how I felt. Do you remember that day we cried on your floor? Well I haven't stopped crying since. So where are your promises now? Your promises of forever and everything else. Not quite a fairytale ending. You have caused me the most pain I have ever felt in my life.

lets give up, retreat, there is no point in fixing this
lets give up, retreat, there is no hope in fixing this
we should really not be doing this
shaking hands and ripped fabrics
lets make this as dirty as we can get
i know you heard i'm not okay
that things just slip away from me
and i have heard you are still drop dead gorgeous
your smile is fatal. your eyes are a heart attack. we'll kiss until it shows.
we will kiss until it shows, just tell me that we will make it through
this is what happens when two disposable souls fall in love.
can't you see that it's killing us? this is good bye, this is i miss you,
this is no way out, this is starting over, this is claiming your own ending.

let someone else sing these songs, let someone else hold your hand,
let someone else make you smile, and buy you flowers, and calm your
dreams. i just don't deserve you anymore. we all have a price to pay,
i guess mine was losing you, at this point it makes no difference. and
you can't say you weren't warned so cover your heart. cover your heart.