Washing The Forskin Helps With Herpes

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... I try to Berci up. Stapp's ass with my fork's beck. Not to bend the cap on the table and throw coins from his pocket pulled out of a diesel €, that fits in the crown of aluminum. I try to pay a wish. She looks at me as if I were a son of a bitch addicted to alcoholism and loneliness. It 's my silence that makes people feel more ill. I feel I have a few things to share and no more than her. I give a clean shots with two hands on his jeans before I sit down and take off my shirt. It is still summer and I'm already sweating. I filled in the skin. She liked to count them and tries again, but at thirty I go to turn on the stereo e perde il conto. I suoi capelli sono più gialli del sole e le illuminano un viso incazzato. Non gliel’ho mai detto ma la cosa più bella è quell’imperfezione che ha sulla pelle dovuta alla scarlattina fatta da bambina. Quel piccolo puntino di pelle mancante sotto l’occhio sinistro. Impercettibile firma della sua persona. Come avesse truccato il viso della luna. E vedo le sue labbra tendersi verso le mie. Io lo so che non è una mia amica. E so anche che non è il mio angelo. Ryan prova a spiegarmi qualcosa su Gesù. Ma di angeli non riesco a capirci un cazzo. E non mi sento protetto proprio mai. Mi rendo conto che il mio cuore batte in modo diverso per ogni donna con cui decido di vivere dei momenti. E mi sembra giusto così. E certo sangue circulates only once and I want to drown my head in the beer. I never knew how to fuck and I'm not so good. I tend to get lost in the speeches and I'm fucking problem out of the theme that I pursued in high school, from middle school. His house is too big for me and I just want to sit in the car to crush the accelerated until there is. I do not give a shit about money, I do not give a shit work, I do not give a shit to pretend to feel good, and those are my friends, do not you hurt me, you made me cry You, however, important that you did not invent. I do not give a shit to pay for everything. I'm here waiting for someone to ask me the bill, saying that I do not give Fucking. And not because I sk8to leg pain. I know that if I fall now I can not go to work and ten years ago I do not care. I do not have a family to support. I do not know if I will ever have to. Do not think I deserve it. Yet I came so close. But the fact is that there is no one who does not already exist. And I have a taste that the fat never heard. I have nothing against fat. And I think that women really start to use your brain when you suck and stop looking in the mirror. And people become adorable. But it is not difficult to find fault. And what sucks I'm going to sk8are. And fuck you to all the lawyers and architects. Her lips know big bubble. Beautiful story.
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