breeze x между делом - девочка торчок
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I have never been to these places before
But looking at the sky he understood
That the path reduces in the right direction
Brewed plums and dug
Later on the white road went through the nose
Thoughts of the blockage
The fuse on it
I would fall to the ground with her
But he did not break
You need to be latent
from under a hood, a gaze with a gauze bandage on the face
The whole end will be taken away on the hearse
Rain on the street, weather fucked up
In the horizon, the same Dali can be seen
which have been in time
They gave me a dose for a dose
rose
Girl Torchka solves all my issues
She is on Ralph's cap with groan
On the table twisted groan
from her face was a tonalnik with white foam
Lipped all night
Nausea in the throat
Later fell to the floor
Wolf grin
Like a injury behind the bosom
He said that you should not believe this skin
The fence of the cigarette butt
I lower the trigger
Let's give a lesson
And we will teach how to live a son
In the subway, the road is not like an Izi map
the moon falls into the crater and these bitches on a boat in an instest pussy are poured
where the world rolls, I am brewing green tea in herbs.
I catch up with white powder
Girl Torchka makes it clear
that she is mine all
Salt soul swells my sugar Liser
Dasha Rum we watch cinema tenderly kissing
Slove a whole pack of rituals
Someone fucking mowing over a whole pack of gunpowder
Under the table of the curtain gandonov pack in his pocket
Equipment of gunpowder is salt
The head is bad
Pain torment
Paletics of Torchka and Cattle
Questions are resolved by blow to the rib
With a knife or a suck
aaaa fucking more precisely sharpening
Fuck me
I'm doing a couple of dots at home
jerking off the heifers in drugs
I later call for a visit
That girl
what is running with me for days
from morning to evening
She gives says that I'm dear
And I just hang under sour
Its aroma in the room impregnes bedding in layers
She is under white
I'm under the stamps
Through the arches