saw how similar the Raid Home Fritolín the plants?? I checked and checked most profound learning: with pain. To a boiling plate, ready to receive a pair of chops, I make the mistake.
Today I can talk openly (and without eyebrows) abrasive power of the great matador of Johnson. Therapy emerged as the most likely cause distraction. And after a regression to the trauma, I could identify the object distractor: a voice on the radio that meant that if something goes well, let's say you put zumuva. Bastards! I said when I heard it, and the "whore" was more heated as the blaze reached me. Recovered
once calm (and flexibility sores), I thought. For he was angry that the project Fontanarrosa takes more than a month into the air, and orange fanta. I've been thinking that the call was not good, that probably all have art to give, but perhaps not offered the means that best motivates them. I thought, well, something individual and will represent our feelings artistically, but would that the book of Dalla Costa?
In all this was when the Messiah came in aerosol. The reflections that lead nowhere, also called mental straws, kills it dead.
last few days I'm sober. Under the "just for today." But I managed not to draw more in disposable paper. While therapy also revealed that I have to draw eyebrows on the brow ridges.
And all this is sustained by Dalla Costa, course. Because despite the media blitz, none of us made the game to attempt mental rape, invasion hypnotic, the reverend's zumuva bullshit.
Today I can talk openly (and without eyebrows) abrasive power of the great matador of Johnson. Therapy emerged as the most likely cause distraction. And after a regression to the trauma, I could identify the object distractor: a voice on the radio that meant that if something goes well, let's say you put zumuva. Bastards! I said when I heard it, and the "whore" was more heated as the blaze reached me. Recovered
once calm (and flexibility sores), I thought. For he was angry that the project Fontanarrosa takes more than a month into the air, and orange fanta. I've been thinking that the call was not good, that probably all have art to give, but perhaps not offered the means that best motivates them. I thought, well, something individual and will represent our feelings artistically, but would that the book of Dalla Costa?
In all this was when the Messiah came in aerosol. The reflections that lead nowhere, also called mental straws, kills it dead.
last few days I'm sober. Under the "just for today." But I managed not to draw more in disposable paper. While therapy also revealed that I have to draw eyebrows on the brow ridges.
And all this is sustained by Dalla Costa, course. Because despite the media blitz, none of us made the game to attempt mental rape, invasion hypnotic, the reverend's zumuva bullshit.
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