Honey. (The whole essence of its use lies in the words themselves.)

…and now I definitely know that it’s not there (or doesn’t exist).

“Injection”

A little bit of alcohol and drugs.

Poison.

It’s just a coward who’s afraid.

I drank the whole thing!!! It felt nice while I was out walking, but in the morning… it was just terrible. Yay.

“The injection doesn’t hurt at all; it’s just like a mosquito bite,” they said.

“Panelka.”

I’m flying.

Imagine “Странников Пути Русский Перевод ®”…