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She loves me as a graphic artist, by date, by number of seas and deserts. It creeps my soul to the depths and lip curls in disgust. She loves me, of course, loves. But it is terrible from that love.

What she wants to be my true friend and sleep.
My invisible house, it will replace it all.
Stars fall from heaven, I will raise them up.

She loved people, she lit them star.

All feelings come and go, there is only sadness. She will forever remain with You. She continues to stay with You, apicata all the senses...

She extinguishes the light when I light the world. And everyone says: "you and her are like twins".

It was for me a symbol of intimacy between two people, in whose veins the same blood. She has become a symbol of hatred.

It is a dangerous thing.
Spread the fool.
She will learn bad.
And will teach you a lesson.
And you won't get it, because it's not yours.

It was different from others, Viloria, inside it was soft and outside is cold as ice, looking back it was noticeable only to me, Yes, she was a bitch of course, her Breasts, beautiful cheekbones, legs are...
She saw it in the mirror every morning and understand what this force is. No one could hurt or intimidate her, she rarely looked anyone in the eye. Once I saw Brad Dorsey, captain of the football team, cried about locker. She threw him and trampled on his pride, since that day he never played, this is an example of female magic, which she had full, but I was not attracted to her everyday beauty, I started the sweet girl inside her. With that in mind, I masturbated every day. Not on the hips or a flat tummy, was as she drops to her knees and diminish not to leave her, because I was the only one who understood the real Viloria, and when I finished, I looked at the puddle of my sperm and thought... Why am I plagued her to the top of the table?

She was capricious as hell, but this was her chief charm.

It is not so easy to comprehend. It can visibly imagine, more clearly than anyone else, but sooner or later you begin to understand that this does not mean to know it.

Since then, as it is not, it never left me, and now that she's back, she is quite different.

well you come to the movies - there are scary and dark,
smells like Cola, popcorn, chips - all the same,
well sit in a movie yeah, yeah, but
about you and her it.

I am the last witness of God, and he just -
in these two tiny wrinkles
these laughing her eyes.