when i am
tired like i am now and i already laid naked in the warm sun on the coarse gravels and the music is turned up too loud lola... and she walked up to me and when you really don't know what or where but it's summer because the sun is hot and the breeze is a cool dream
i have no idea what this could be growing among tiny eyebrights and willowherbs with heavy eyelashes when you can't follow me, neither can i the thing was it always takes me a little of guard when they first see my killer legs in killer heels lololola and only after they gather up an instant of courage to ask me to dance, they see i am tall, much taller then them its a culvert graveyard it'
s the blond that is beautiful until she speaks it's the ordinary that is most fortunate the ugly duckling believe me she is a top model and days go by and i forgot all about it sweet sweet caroline and wait this is what counts i am just me and he was well... wrong
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Crumpled iron...
Twisted and broken with delicate flowers living nearby.
Think I understand, please tell us more.
S
He may have been wrong. I have not been wrong. I am very sure of you, my friend.
Where are the butterflys?
Why are there butterflys, please let me know.
Het is interessant dat je zulk goed werk en als je boos of depressief bent.
Have you seen the movie Venus in Fur? I recommend it. Here's the trailer...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1LZ6JoUkJc
jij bent grappig Wahnfried
and venus in fur, haha is nog grappiger, but a must see for me.
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