lectoraviva @ 2008-12-09T13: 27:00
feelings by not listening to them, not having to think as my stomach hurt roars simulations and full of memories. Luckily my heart freezes when really necessary, is quick to start me in ways turtuosos, bitter, if necessary, to feed myself honestly in a twitch where I'll be able to shed all my blood lips like words.
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