Радио "Отчаяние" - Litovkina's Vacation | Текст песни

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Got a book about Novalis near Pushkinskaya square, called my old friend Alex. We were drunk once and he pawed over my boobs, however, I fucked another guy. Alex was somewhere around, haging out with his girlfriend in a pub. We drank a lot of cider together, spoke about their relations. They met at a reggae concert, smoked pot together and then just began to fuck. Thought it was best chick he ever dated. Got drunk and began talking about myself. Invited them to my place because they promised to get some cool stuff next day. Being fucked up called my boy-friend. We had an argue in the morning because he saw no difference between Tchaikovsky and Wagner. Begged a pardon, asked to come and fuck me. We met hear subway, went to the park and admired trees in the night light. Went home, I cooked dinner and understood I’m bored to death being kind of a wife for him. Drank beer and fucked. Got one of my best orgasms, listening to Ravel’s Bolero march.

Woke up, had a bath, listening to Big-R radio on iTunes. Liked some new songs but forgot their names finally. Fucked bf and got rid of him. Alex and his girlfriend came with hydroponica and a little of hash. I cooked some shit and we smoked after. I had another one or two and found a black voodoo magician in the kitchen. She was ebony, fire was purple and she was so lesbian in that sort of light, I really wanted to fuck her. However, we chattered almost the whole night, I liked the conversation but don’t remember it as usual. Smoked another one and went to shit watching von Trier’s Melancholia. Pete asked if he can stay that night. He’s my group mate and I sometimes hate him, but I agreed. Then came bf and shitted everything. he’s acquainted with my group mates and I really didn’t want to make our fucking official. Had a worst trip ever. My group mate didn’t come luckily. The next morning I asked for a break-up. He thought I’m stupid, I didn’t care. I had to explain my reasons for more than an hour, being still high because of morning pot. He went home upset.
Wrote to a bro with a huge dick to make great break-up cheating sex. Drank too much beer before. He came in the evening. Watched noel’s luxury comedy, listened to Pink Floyd’s wall. He’s kind of sculptor, so I came twice when he finger banged me. I wanted to give a deep throat, but his cock was too big. Unluckily I barfed on his hairy legs when he was coming on my face. We laughed, had a shower. Then played Binding of Isaac listening to Smashing Pumpkins’ Adore. He showed me some of his paintings and we talked about David lynch, drinking mom’s cognac. He had to go, so I gave him rules of attraction. There’s kind of book-crossing between us when we spent time together.
I felt absolute freedom so decided to go for a walk in the night. There were no clothes that would reflect my mood correctly so I just put on some sexy underwear, hills and a raincoat, listening to whore from archive’s controlling crowds. I left home when it was nearly 4 a.m. Police car stopped near me and I had to give all my money to them for being drunk in the street. They proposed to go and fuck but I refused: both were fat and they stink strongly. I got a ride to Mayakovskaya on the first subway train. It rained heavily and my makeup became whorish. I called my geeky friend. He was sleeping, but let me in. His house is situated in the historical center, moreover his step father is a designer so I shitted bricks when I came in. I was amazed by his library and that made me horny. I took off my raincoat and we went to bed-room. I gave him a nice blowjob and felt satisfied. He was busy in the morning, being late for work, but coffee was wonderful. We planned a great orgy with a dozen of bisexual whores and parted.

I walked home listening to Morrissey’s I’m not sorry. I really wasn’t sorry and felt pure, satisfied and relaxed. On the way saw my neighbor. Spoke about his ambitions, music and stuff. We’re going to have a bud and watch euro tonight. There are no working lighters around so I decided to stop smoking. drink mate tea, go in for yoga.

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