Гера Бритвин - Листва
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With platonic love from the word "fuck"
I got acquainted in the second year of transition to a new class
My friends and I were divided into different shifts
Stopped pretending to be a clown
That's why I became unpopular
Loneliness was physically felt
But communicating with one of four classmates seemed unreal
Besides, three of them were not attractive
Even my pimply mug
Communicating between classes
Only cool guys who left after the ninth grade were able to do it
But one autumn day
My neighbor in the entrance wrote to me on VKontakte

He's still an asshole, by the way
On vacation in Anapa, he stole panties from young ladies while they were changing
I was also interested in how he managed to keep them in his room in a visible place
And where new stains appeared on them every time
"In short, my parents left
Get off your leafy ass
Take booze and fly in"
Polaziv around the apartment
It turned out that my parents had prudently drunk everything on September 1st or on May Day
A brainstorming session fueled by raging hormones turned out to be successful
I replaced the 9 with a 5 in my passport and printed it out
The smell on the street reminded me
That I live in the capital of the Zhiguli
The smell of cat urine gave off a slight hint of hops (ha)
I walked around the five Khachmaz houses
And finally, luck smiled on me
This fat aunt even sold vodka to fifth-graders

It was already getting dark outside and I ran into the entrance
Even forgetting to say hello to the old ladies as usual
They had grown into the benches and seemed part of the landscape
The familiar smell of a Khrushchev-era building was
Mixed with the smell of cheap tobacco, hookah and the vomit of girls from the sixth grade
They didn’t waste their time
I saw Kirill on the sofa in the living room
He was snuggling up to some small to the girl
Which the aunt from the khachmaz wouldn't sell even kefir
When they started to demonstratively exchange saliva, it became hard for me
Went to the kitchen to smoke and there
I met the object of my adoration
She was dead drunk and a little plump
In general, our client

I tried to light a cigarette with my fake zippo
But the flint broke and only painfully rubbed my finger
But she either didn't notice it or didn't keep track of the movements of four alpha males with unwashed hair
I drank the rest of the warm beer from the table and, in order to melt the ice, pulled her towards me and clumsily sucked her in
It became clear where the third of the new smells in the apartment came from
But at that moment my libido could only be knocked down with a stick
With one hand, barricading the door with a chair, with the other I tried to unfasten the lock from behind
Both of us failed to cope with the task
Therefore, the not very necessary item of underwear was removed over the head, catching hair and jumping into my eye
After four or five instinctive body movements
I officially declared an intermission
I lit a cigarette from the stove, setting my already unattractive hair on fire
It stank quite a bit
But this mixture of smells sometimes excites me even now
After all, it was the day when I first
fell asleep without crying on the faptread of a harkach
It wasn't just outside the window that leaves were falling today