Sunday, April 10, 2011
Tingly Fingers, Blurry Eyesight
Okay, the morning light craze, munching eventually get over it. Pillow did not help, slamming the door only for a moment .. Wysprzątałam kitchen and a little better. Only in this chemistry has been affected - two hours exactly. Damn I feel here like a pig in a sty Vietnamese. Do not take it, I have focused negative emotions in relation to this whole shit and my companions, that unless I pop a pimple! ..
Whenever you think about them, and given the environment and the situation happens quite often, it takes me kurwica. I'm so focused opposition that rat fuck I'd buy even if it was not that yesterday overtook me helpful idea for an old mini-mongrel from a shelter. Even such an ideal is the hypertrophy of the lower canines - no fairy tale, an angel! He lives in Krakow. So I do not know if I'll wait, or go to Lodz on Wednesday and will take the smallest najnieszczęśliwego and the old woman. "Mom, the dog wandered .."
I want to smear them life shit. I hate them. And the most for having patiently waiting for me to go. Fuck the lot of that in me. Specifically, it looks like it looks, namely that it looks like. If only it were, but that does not exist, then we fucked.
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