i just smile at the thought of the space im eating up as i type ... i love to be reminded of the cross street in Japan where we all crosssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
(cross ur fingers, u perv)
om so over it.
OHMMMMMM....
hahahahhahahahahahah
ominotapiaaa
stupidia
and a halff aaaaaaaa.... and on and on and onnnnnnnnn
aerial circus maximus... ppl r not as flexible as life allows... they keep themselves ina box... for whatever reason... an i ask the same shit... that same shit ur askin... ur such a victim//// i like playing the victim too at times... i also think a respirator is funny... and shots r shots,,,, they shoot me up w so e shit that i will never say never and black swan UR MOM! myyyyyyyyyyyyyy mom is a ROSE. get over it.
get over
doves flying to ur left, my right....
ur not a black swan bc they just dont exist... they simply dpnt exist.
i was mad but now im not... a lot of things will melt and disintegrate and become inviisible..... r U sure?
UR A
NOT ALLOWED.
SORRY
TAMBO.
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