Born down my ass, all I did was sit on you for many years. Sometimes I'll ventilated, made you vomit a good chocolate and churros wipe your mouth with a towel. We were like hand in glove and I made you a learning beneficial to our coexistence. Then came the period teenager, one where you are wedded to the infinitive to have the skater style. You spent so ass to mouth with no real transition. Sometimes you first name is Lou and you came with a violence in the pit of our sensitive ears.
Then this dreaded period arrived without that we can do anything. As if I was a face at all times, you came to fix my expressions of yesteryear, mark my ass never ride lum vitae. All these cooked that were thought to have managed, digest and forget came to stay on my forehead, my cheeks, my arms, my cock !!!!!!!!
Now it is the invasion. With 23 of your friends you trampled my Turkish delight, you crack my youth to the best of me breaking into fragments that find themselves separated forever. I having a nightmare at night stopper, I dream that my head turns into a track for motocross and it gives me endless headaches. The mirror sends me everyday a mouth that looks more and more like a puzzle. Ah, it's almost the end ...
Then this dreaded period arrived without that we can do anything. As if I was a face at all times, you came to fix my expressions of yesteryear, mark my ass never ride lum vitae. All these cooked that were thought to have managed, digest and forget came to stay on my forehead, my cheeks, my arms, my cock !!!!!!!!
Now it is the invasion. With 23 of your friends you trampled my Turkish delight, you crack my youth to the best of me breaking into fragments that find themselves separated forever. I having a nightmare at night stopper, I dream that my head turns into a track for motocross and it gives me endless headaches. The mirror sends me everyday a mouth that looks more and more like a puzzle. Ah, it's almost the end ...
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