Before one day, which will mean the day before today, I just played chess with a friend the strategies were incrediable the moves which I made were wise and I win the two games... This happens in other games also, however today I and two my friends we played football it ended 7 for me and my friend and for the other fried 5-6 somewhere there... We just played football!

When I was outside, you were saying why you are comming home, why you won't go home??When now I'm home why I'm not going outside... wtf????????

Cannibal, there are outside people which have already eaten a person and have described the taste incrediable... But few of them are in jail!?

If I go outside, I will be prepared but you inside and outside will stuck again and again without a gain!

Outside is like a house, under house understand it like hell there isn't any order... I still aks my self how people like Monk survive out there??

When I was working on the book "The Life Of One Kid 7", I just felt the pain of the wound, I asked myself why it hurts.... one moment when my mother has went outside I just realise that she has turn on the fucking machine for making the weather inside hot. For god sake, this stop's thinking and makes depression!

Outside... we are just nobody... you could meet me outside... but it doesn't mean that I am DeYtH Banger... I am playing that role... and I can't say how long I am going to be in this role.

I can't go outside, I know to much to be out there and I had never liked people.