But I, of course,

I felt his hand on the rain
close water bodies falling into the void…
I just want to be your friend
I, of course,
and I do not

in fact I know how to talk about the creepy feel,
Haunted house on foot stilts
So I left
but I
10,

your little friends in the heart of classes 5 to wear on your neck, and then I lose
or between the cushions under the sink, in the garage and cushions, I need to stop thinking about
sex thingy
Friends will be OK
children OK

 

 

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