Дремлющий writes
печальные воины над оборванной нитью. Земля исходит лопающимися волдырями. Мысли скачут безумными лошадями в бесконечно растянутом гулком мгновении. Мысли сыпятся из карманов - хлебные крошки, чтобы не потеряться. Но в котлах грязь и люди становятся единым целым, и путь назад свертывается в узелок. Повесь его на шею и носи с гордостью эту медаль - ты забрал дорогу у потерянных. И пускай твой никчемный мозг изойдет кошмарами.
What !F users say
Only today learnt about !F and created an account. Have to admit, this site is interesting and special, indeed. The idea is quite the thing! I'll be keeping my diary in spite of anything. I like this anonymity so much!
Fikus
I really enjoy reading other participants, it's so much more sincere here than in any social network.
Дынька
Such a funny idea, to keep an online diary, which can be read by anybody - and nobody at the same time.
Daryel'
I like a lot that there are no comments on !F. Here I have an impression that I am writing just for myself. I have less concern that my message will be evaluated.
!ХуеРы
I like Fragmenter very much. Now I have extra motivation to change. It's a big difference – just write to myself in a paper notebook, or write in order to share my thoughts.
Fragmenter is cool – I start to think once and again why I'm so depressed and how I came to be like that.
Туле 🌱
Fragmenter is the best thing that happened to me this year!
Aart 🐦