никого не люблю - мороженое
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A meter from the mined subway, I stand with a low -growing mug on an ordinary passerby similar in hands with a cold weapon, but not a knife but listen to the ice cream, and you brought you eat a cold and you will die
You pretend that you don’t remember later, then you suddenly remember and even shift the game to the tria to the foot, the fake shows everywhere and even suggest what will happen next in your eyes, but not so that I fried you and the desire to send me in the ass and in the subway - Not a foot! There is another transport on what to go home does not make any difference, such an unnecessary desire to leave quickly that both laughter and sin answer the on -duty questions with tongue twisters put his hand in the Greek River repeat “I have to go” as a context spell as a amulet as a amulet.
And I recall that evening and starting to leak on my wagon pati from doing nothing and now your darling is not dear casuals in a common sink, soap was clogged to the courteousness of the proportion and tact anonymus, put the class if I also did so out loud, but he And the truth is the excellent you retorted about the current attic and about the small member and so ridiculous again and so awkwardly thought-at least Bezrakov and there was a maximum of dyuzhev, I don’t remember how I was focused on you, you said something about the meeting about dinner and I left right away
In a swirling head, an obsessive sound of creaky springs of beds, ice cream melts, I remember the classic I say “on!” Suddenly, you take the packaging carelessly and cut off “happily” did not have time to drop his gap through the lips - “Plum in the pope!” - The joke disappeared, you went hastily, I lost sight of you, having lost your windbreaker on all the scapers and wandered to buy a half -liter
An hour later the metro bombed
I practice without proka in the prophet and my third eye can only defecate and is unlikely to see something to be what to do if I suddenly come out, I get married on that thick one of your dreary party, we will only have fools for the extraction of fools. Not to put it in indecent places will not be able to get rid of the tail in the sharaga and will put me in front of the fact that the dad is a dad of a pussy and I, out of the habit of porn sites, is leafing to the viscouses with flaps on the outfit and see my daughter and, without heaviness in my heart, I will look not to see Scrolling can even be a little bit and then like a laughing
And shaking like a film, I suddenly remembered the metro and my ice cream, so what am I ?????? Maybe you eat this inexpensive dairy product on the way and die without leaving me reasons to wait for a new meeting my friend and it will be much easier to come to terms with the above script, maybe you just catch a sip and you will suck less often than other people's dicks to various humanities
Call a sowing voice, say "Hello Sashom thanks a friend for a strawberry horn!" Has a cold? - I'll ask. - You die, I hope? Waiting for you to repent in response like a fuck, you will answer - see you, maybe? I will answer you
- Good!

I broke into a smile and a call on the mobile broke in my head all the schemes all the vectors all coordinate axes, I looked at the display
it's you

fuck

it's you

IT'S YOU!!!

... and dropped it