i have many things to post but i don't think i'll do..
i'm a bit bored.
mplieeeeerg.olo ma***ies.


Born slippy.the sky was closed and everything flew bottles were empty and despair had evaporated. his fingers had the sense of shattered suns. he said he searched for happiness and found it but it always slipped like a train you only get to see but not catch up like a trip that's never taken- only thought of. he asked me if i loved him -he asked me many times, and every time i said yes. his fingers had the sense of broken flowers- we hugged- cigarets burning, demolished buildings with weedy backyards~ i loved him -i told him every time he asked. he smelled of war and lemon, &nbBorn slippy.
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<Hes just in a pissy mood. He gets that way a couple
times a year. It wont last long. You want some coffee? PZB-Liquor>
you draw wonderfully
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<Hes just in a pissy mood. He gets that way a couple
times a year. It wont last long. You want some coffee? PZB-Liquor>
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I PUNX SALVERANNO IL MONDO
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They say it's the last song.They don't know us.You see, it's only the last song if we let it be..
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<R i a n n e>
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