hala tuju

almapetro woliudhu rtuit hgiert jailom and what is the real life when a mother begs with swollen pride and welling tears for her son to return to her, and call her mother again. Last and depart this one of the life and what for you this now is going to be a long one. Could not think of anything that could prolong this conversation when three old lady convenes under a spiral staircase badmouthing anyone at their sights. We want you as your own man, we will love you when you perform your work rather exceptionally but we will not spare you when you make mistakes. We are creatures of arrogance and even when we die we demand our name to be engraved.

dino

walking like a dinosour just giving away your pre historic habits and you just couldnt be bothered.

ass

here we go now that everyone is here stand up still for the maestro would love to fornicate in front of anyone that's willing to see. The bare necessity of ignorant life for these life are made to be gazed at. Why this little voices churning out from my ears. The life of love that never be. The love of mine that can never be. I am the one willing to make a change and I write in an anonymous place that no one who knows me can silly guess my whereabouts. To be anonymous in a place where no one really knows your name. This is not cheers and this is not what you really desire to be your life's achievement. The dial tone spinning a man looking from outside deciding what to do and he did decides nevertheless to enter and play with the internet. There's this lady behind me waiting to just finish off and completed her working hour. And i'm drifting away, losing my patience waiting for my fat friends who took my car and went off wanking with his shoots.
So i havent written for quite some time, and i just wouldnt want to be an ass.