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Me the loner kid that most likely being paranoid about himself, sitting down below the table so no one can see him. Nothing ever mattered, so I went down to a Walmart to buy some chocolate bar to raise my libido. Me and some other friends come under the rain, see something could have been drill out a hole above our ears. “Let’s keep going.” Segrh or a name that unmentioned could not pleased anyone. This time more less likely journaling would be useless as meth. It’s on nightfall December, adding one number to get rid the last paper. I get sleep 12 am full of bath sweat since I scared of everything. “Hey man you look scared of something?” “Fine, just quiet.” Reef just kidding while we walk following the train tracks, hoping no train pass by.
“We get something worser now, get off.” “Sucko, get off my stone.” We following the straight road, without any intention. My mind just stab their wound. We’re not lying, we’re just passing. This hell of story must be repeated without any intention. Reed backpacking his books so no one will understand what we will do, or least suspicious. We don’t pay attention of weather, we don’t want to talk about anything. Please don’t read my story. It must be repeated at least five times a week, or months. Maybe decades will removed backwards. I hope no one will read this, I will get this straight on the title. Thank you very wicked.
Right after that, I went to Lara house. I brought some chocolate bar so we can get hornier together and make something even more intense than before. “Knock, knock.” No one answer, that means…
Nahh, it must happen. We gone wild since three months daily, just get on and jerking.
“What’s troubling you this time?” “Why do you say that?” “Your head sweat, it’s rain and it’s how it’s react.” “Ahh, nothing. It would be repeating anyway.” The weariness wore off so I can get in and manipulate but in easier way rather than last eight days. Now repat four times
Me the loner kid that most likely being paranoid about himself, sitting down below the table so no one can see him. Nothing ever mattered, so I went down to a Walmart to buy some chocolate bar to raise my libido. Me and some other friends come under the rain, see something could have been drill out a hole above our ears. “Let’s keep going.” Segrh or a name that unmentioned could not pleased anyone. This time more less likely journaling would be useless as meth. It’s on nightfall December, adding one number to get rid the last paper. I get sleep 12 am full of bath sweat since I scared of everything. “Hey man you look scared of something?” “Fine, just quiet.” Reef just kidding while we walk following the train tracks, hoping no train pass by.
“We get something worser now, get off.” “Sucko, get off my stone.” We following the straight road, without any intention. My mind just stab their wound. We’re not lying, we’re just passing. This hell of story must be repeated without any intention. Reed backpacking his books so no one will understand what we will do, or least suspicious. We don’t pay attention of weather, we don’t want to talk about anything. Please don’t read my story. It must be repeated at least five times a week, or months. Maybe decades will removed backwards. I hope no one will read this, I will get this straight on the title. Thank you very wicked.
Right after that, I went to Lara house. I brought some chocolate bar so we can get hornier together and make something even more intense than before. “Knock, knock.” No one answer, that means…
Nahh, it must happen. We gone wild since three months daily, just get on and jerking.
“What’s troubling you this time?” “Why do you say that?” “Your head sweat, it’s rain and it’s how it’s react.” “Ahh, nothing. It would be repeating anyway.” The weariness wore off so I can get in and manipulate but in easier way rather than last eight days. Now repat four times.
Get onnn
Ilussion
Manipulate
Wonder tho sohoudl gahuelu
Right after that, I went to Lara house. I brought some chocolate bar so we can get hornier together and make something even more intense than before. “Knock, knock.” No one answer, that means…
Nahh, it must happen. We gone wild since three months daily, just get on and jerking.
“What’s troubling you this time?” “Why do you say that?” “Your head sweat, it’s rain and it’s how it’s react.” “Ahh, nothing. It would be repeating anyway.” The weariness wore off so I can get in and manipulate but in easier way rather than last eight days. Now repat four times.
nOW IT'S DIFFERENT, HAHAHAHAHA.
IT'S A TRAP I PUT INTO
Get into nonsense about my writtings, and get pulseivo.
“We get something worser now, get off.” “Sucko, get off my stone.” We following the straight road, without any intention. My mind just stab their wound. We’re not lying, we’re just passing. This hell of story must be repeated without any intention. Reed backpacking his books so no one will understand what we will do, or least suspicious. We don’t pay attention of weather, we don’t want to talk about anything. Please don’t read my story. It must be repeated at least five times a week, or months. Maybe decades will removed backwards. I hope no one will read this, I will get this straight on the title. Thank you very wicked.
n’t read my story. It must be repeated at least five times a week, or months. Maybe decades will removed backwards. I hope no one will read this, I will get this straight on the title. Thank you very wicked.
Right after that, I went to Lara house. I brought some chocolate bar so we can get hornier together and make something even more intense than before. “Knock, knock.” No one answer, that means…
Nahh, it must happen. We gone wild since three months daily, just get on and jerking.
“What’s troubling you this time?” “Why do you say that?” “Your head sweat, it’s rain and it’s how it’s react.” “Ahh, nothing. It would be repeating anyway.” The weariness wore off so I
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