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Today's night terror attacks in Paris...I've heard about it on TV in current news, and now noticed a strange thing. Yesterday on college studies we were given an exercise - to draw some well-known monument quickly and show to the group, and everyone had to guess, what it was. The first that I decided to draw was the Eiffel tower. What a hell...was it really a subconscious presentiment?!
I've already had something similar on the trip to Belarus, rather long time ago. When we were going back from Minsk to Moscow, at night, sleeping in train I've seen a dream that in this city a terrible flood happened. And in the morning, as we arrived, I've heard of explosion in Minsk underground. Maybe I'm not the one to receive such signs, I don't know.
I've already had something similar on the trip to Belarus, rather long time ago. When we were going back from Minsk to Moscow, at night, sleeping in train I've seen a dream that in this city a terrible flood happened. And in the morning, as we arrived, I've heard of explosion in Minsk underground. Maybe I'm not the one to receive such signs, I don't know.
Tired, lost and mad (Experience and harm)
Am I sad? Am I in pain? Maybe. But that is not the pain I can totally accept and enjoy, no. I am tired. Tired of debating about view of world, even with old schoolmates who just have put some likes to your selfies and then you look through her page and leave a comment on one of the posts (so common words that the people who complain about modern time and saying everything was better earlier, are not right; I still wonder why no one thinks about mental side of this question, but only material progress??) Ain't I right that the information stream nowadays, especially in Internet, is too much, with needless garbage, no filter, for anyone may wri
SHE! Still standing before eyes!
This time it's no lie. I was standing by the table in the corridor with tea and tablet, when SHE came close without prevention. Marina...I haven't had even her name appeared in my mind. Somewhy I was ready to switch my activity and follow her without questions. That moment. On previous days when we met in brakes we didn't stop to talk, sometimes didn't even greet each other.
Despite this, I may claim I've been comunicating with her much closer than with any of my groupmates, course mates or old school friends. She's something different from them all.
After her last year's regular help with phonetics I didn't expect she would continue to sh
They called me 'young man'?! feat. rebel stuff
Last time it happened to me that someone mistook my gender when I was about 12 or 13. But that time I was looking much more childish and didn't use make-up at all. However, it hurted me.
The body was changing while growing up, and I don't deny it has a very androgynous image at moment, if look not at the size but at figure. But, I wasn't ready to hear someone calling me male.
I know hair is no sign, though I know people of my age who may take men with long hair for women easily.
I have rather long hair, nearly reaching waist. I wear only trousers when it's cold for skirts, wear mostly dark colors, but prefer tight clothes. And I was sittin
Doughnuts!!! or Feeling Homer Simpson
It's my life. In the morning I enjoyed delicious snack and was doing my best on the lesson with oral translation, and in the evening, at home, I was sitting alone at the table, listening to The Cure in headphones and crying, thinking of my early teenage past, that cannot be returned.
By the way, doughnuts...they made my day! Last Saturday. My groupmate had a birthday, and it became our group tradition to buy a huge box of doughnuts for every B-day. I tried one earlier, but that day...the room was too small, we all were sitting around the table, and they placed the open box onto it! First time in my life I felt Homer Simpson. One doughnut was
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