Food and shoes photographed (?) bordomes’ child cut the crap.
Like winter starts, are birthday calls. Damage done – inivisible.
Ref: Double-tap the body Double-tap the soul. Friendship is loading I am lonely no more. Is this the only way for two souls to communicate? I am asking cause my heart still beats the analog way…
Lords and slaves. Body spam. (?) Ladders and snakes. Roles has changed.
You take too less. You give too much. an empress of idiots.
The wishing well is running dry. All your friends do live wallpaper life. It’s your favorite waste of time. Look into my eyes and say you’re fine. History call it modern times, I call it the age of putrid minds.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.