Gebo4613 - ты мне не нужен
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I do not need you, I don’t need no one. The light of myons of my cold, he turned into a believer. I saw clearly, distinguishing every line in you, now the amorphous spot overshadowed clarity of Tu. There was a countless future and each next step to meet. The invisible threads leading these are destroyed by a furious buckshot. The cold apathy treats, but I am not clear to me or the rest. I am jerking at the bottom of the first -aid kit, but there is nothing but the used syringes alone. I believed for too long that the good returns like a boomerang, but it only reveals fucking the mouth in a smile of the Cheshire torn. The integrity of the anal will at least, but it is not known how much my defense would be enough. If I had known before, I avoided the good hugs that suck all my strength to the backbone, shit and other factory strands, exposing the defenselessness for showing, giving To be torn off to someone. Credo imputes undeniably - to be strong and independent. Says - “thank you”, dooming the shell on a swearing slaughter. I don’t need you, I hated us visible, exclusively, clicked light. My outlet is ultraviolet and infrared and infrared. The newfoot of the falsetet is in the rescue. You were a gigantic star, overshadowing the universe and authentic matter. Sun, nervously, hand in hand, smoked with you, rotating astronomical euphoria. But now you are a highlighting in a puddle, an intermediate tank. I do not need anyone, because no one needs it for a dick. There was a granted one, but at birth I was too lazy to familiarize me with the user agreement that reveals the unprofannes to the axiomas - you are born - one, you are daring - one, you are continuously alone, and you are also decomposed by one. I don’t know whether they said to others, but it was stupidly laid down without intermediaries in the basis. Why was it deprived of it? The “bright head” of the Kromimonian pigs were chosen. My eyes were sophisticated by the sclera, the drunk wedges were knocked down by the devils, before there were always yours and only yours, and only yours, and only yours, and only yours, and only yours I give an unbending guarantee - not in the organs of vision. Mir - a cattle -beam, a shell on slaughter, of all the concepts of extermination it is the right one is the least. Paragraphs to refuse conservatism and, not taking my eyes, take the body under the part -time. I refuse a mistaken miaza, I abandon the foggy absurd In sabotage, the pagan knew and kept a balance between spirit and flesh, in fraternal. The rests cut off the tops, ignoring physics themselves, pushing the essence of Burlatskaya. Thanks to science, and not an abstract authoritative figure. Blagodarity in the throat, it is huddled due to an inspired prejudice in the hut My body - my temple, house - fortress: I have to own and dispose of this. I have been in a long time - the temple is completely painted, and to share with a close chance. I’ll choose - to stop giving, accessibility - unfortunately, dreary boredom. But do not take actions back, remember this demarche, you live until it turned out to be only close or desired. How stuffy it was, gripping your teeth, make myself fasten my pockets. I will now not a gift, but discounts and promotions, only without cache. I didn’t suspect that I did not suspect that I did not suspect that The tearful tolerates the fiasco less often. For me, a separate life begins, in it a quarrel is a greeting. The lethals are remembered, the recognition of the expanse due to the only animal hunt, to sentiment and exogamy - the ban. If someone does not agree, justify it in detail, blasphemy? I am a lonely demon, I don’t need a single one, nor a quarter. I was cultivated by an apofema, using them not to use entire crystals in grinding. You were a flame of my louds, the chiseled forms of your languages broke off the stupid. I achieve the long -awaited nirvana methodically. Methodically. In May, the development of depression is static. I feel like love, having love, to eat yourself by force. Isitating the frostbite of the repulsed, the injury and wounds from the inside of the massacre. The swearing over the body rummages, sometimes cuts, forming a scratch. not everyone, conditionally, partially threw me. The attention of attention of each hole, as if a microcosmos, by agreement, is equal to the osmosis. Plugs, slaps, bbpa, dominants are changing, I remain a sabmit. Importantly - blades Plie, I gave up - I did not visit me Horda for the purpose of marketing itself. Sharks are replaced, facial mimic nerve tics, degrees of sustainability of muscles, effectiveness and effectiveness, factory strands. Hear, you can’t compare everything. This allows you to significantly increase and preserve in the future, depression static. And summarizing to be ready to enlighten her deceased. I am a free lonely demon, I got the original trendy elaborates of the whiten. I know from what how much was made, but I still choose to continue to live. You were the best moments, in the whole biography of collosally unsurpassed. , stitched on the subcortex, they are evenly reduced, in one mono-path, it is these memories that instruct extrapolating to live. I wish a little earrings, the earring will voluntarily voluntarily, because it can hold the cellar of agility. The shows do not want me, fearing for their Gieu, they have heard for my competence. Everyone in the bastard is reincarnated in Belmo, the existence of an enjoy