..i hope it's not just me being moronic.
i don't know what the fuck i'm doing right now.
dla mamy

theShe slowly curved our insides to a mass of empty breaths, and when finally we would exhale and exhale, fight and desperately seek meaning in our wispy, airy contractions, nothing would come of them. A different way of saying: she had a death in me. Her hair, of red pine and willow leaves in autumn would sit lightly on her pale skin and oh, small shivers would stand still against my spine hurry.the
Her knees were colourless; lines threw their bones into an awkward shape of round, what would normally fit wholly unusual, between her slender branches of legs and arms. Eyes, what could anything be said of
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ستشرق الشمس يوماً و لن أكون هنا
hope so...
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...noisy new earth boring dung beetle strokes itself to be in tune with the times of Heaven...Earth...Hell...for any reason active on British ground...Butterflies buzzing is a way too careful...Air promises long hours of work...nothing will be left etc...
how's things with you?
your photos have certainly got dreamy!
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...noisy new earth boring dung beetle strokes itself to be in tune with the times of Heaven...Earth...Hell...for any reason active on British ground...Butterflies buzzing is a way too careful...Air promises long hours of work...nothing will be left etc...
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