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It's over now.
The last lay i've had was aweful and i'm beginning to sing about that broken remote controller of yours.
That day you were stunt like an eagle and creepy like Walter Scott.
And now
you are comming back
to destroy my relationship with cocaine and john lennon.
i'll try to defend myself by licking out your funny bone while you'll be vomiting
and break up with you, for divine garlic atmosphere is better than oxygen thieves for me at the moment.
i beg your pardon
don't think
you're the greatest
just
i live in spain now, yes sir.                                                                   

my lover sofia [500x375]