cane suite
maliciously hid his clothes round the corners of your body.
imagined her unwittingly, unexpectedly, unfortunately without needing it.
need it and it was not that the naked.
remember, is all that remains of it, all I need at this time. He had
ass, almost perfect contrast to her efforts to hide it. Or maybe he did not care, after all the ass is for you to see the rest, and Cynthia was rather selfish.
We played at times, the few days when it rained not on that distant July.
not played well, although he had good sense of harmony.
Now I see more compassion with the lack of content, was only my ego, rebuilding the disaster of boredom. Or maybe not.
Monday, July 3, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
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Cuca's son
Hi, long time ... I'm confused
cockroaches, millions of years in the same way, com indevelable the same purpose. Why
the ancestral monkey was given to become the Mother Teresa, and the cockroach was left right there, eating trod the same shit that Mother Teresa and primegenio mono, with claims of homo sapiens?
My life as a cockroach:
not worth it, Franz, do not roll over ...
The fate of the cockroach ugly
the maned wolf of want.
The truth is that when it rains in my house always see a cockroach.
I imagine the millions hidden waiting his chance.
Hi, long time ... I'm confused
cockroaches, millions of years in the same way, com indevelable the same purpose. Why
the ancestral monkey was given to become the Mother Teresa, and the cockroach was left right there, eating trod the same shit that Mother Teresa and primegenio mono, with claims of homo sapiens?
My life as a cockroach:
not worth it, Franz, do not roll over ...
The fate of the cockroach ugly
the maned wolf of want.
The truth is that when it rains in my house always see a cockroach.
I imagine the millions hidden waiting his chance.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
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Harte
I really sick of this bastard, denied by his real father.
Fear can not recognize anything but himself.
I'm sick of seeing the majority of people infectda of fear, fighting like animals over a bone.
I'm sick of being afraid of obedcer.
I really sick of this bastard, denied by his real father.
Fear can not recognize anything but himself.
I'm sick of seeing the majority of people infectda of fear, fighting like animals over a bone.
I'm sick of being afraid of obedcer.
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