when is it now
mardi 29 avril 2014
what I sent is the sauce
what I
sent is the sauce if it takes that means it's good, but what I like
is to be what I am at least I 'm not bothered because since I I
was born only to be what I am, but yet I know that in every human being
there is something that exists in all bodies, a passage to a loving,
turn on itself , but if I is
all about this experience is to understand what happens , I know that
life is flat, it takes a lot of courage for it rises, then what can I
do, I 'm not a monster, I am
someone who tries to make a hole with a spoon because the human is
often in the liquid, when it is already in the womb , then when he goes
to the pool or in the sea, it is
a way to drown in a glass of water, or if you can go straight into the
goal, then we are forced to retreat , so I prefer to go gently into the
mustard, I know that if I ' take
too much it will burn my mouth as she serves me to speak, I want to
keep it in working order , so I can maybe one day kiss a girl , it's not
envy that I
miss but above I put a contract that requires me to love my wife , it
melts like snow but it is so big that I have for ten years, but it does
not bother me , because
I what I love in life is to live in the shadow , I am wary of the sun
and girls in swimsuit, I prefer to wait it out and pick up a newspaper
to pay attention to what happens
around because a life there is plenty to do in the relationships we
have with animals, and when we are glad we have the bread and cooked the
evening we sit down to eat , this is a day that
is past, and as I saw it for years and what happens in my head I sort
out the impulses that lead me into ruin me and chills at what could be
behind , but that n is not sure yet, it's a color that turns green
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