Безіменний writes
Утром звезда поднимется с неба,
Затушит огонь в своей хилой груди
Съест полгорбушки засохшего хлеба
И осознает, что всё впереди.
Mountains are towering, ridges in purple,
Something is flying above us and beeps.
Creeks underneath our feet crack and burble
Giving us some silly feelings and creeps.
Мне не хотелось писать про потери,
Музыку трав и искусство тонуть.
Я ни во что попытаюсь не верить,
В свой собираясь намеченный путь.
Now we are going through Vieseler's saddle,
Violet Gates are forgotten (or burnt).
Only distant, fleeing light from your candle
Makes me believe that my heart doesn't hurt.
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 🐦