[myv]

I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.

© Agent Smith

я опять чувствую прохладную светлую пустоту вокруг себя бай зе вей