sexta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2010

weird feelings from this moment

Is like outside there was two thousand lions/day for you to kill. Every morning a different storm to rock your life in a destructive way. Bad ones treat you like they are smarter. These bad ones can badly speak they’re own language. These lions are weak. I’ll kill them.


Is like outside there was two thousand lions/day for you to killEvery morning a different storm to rock your life in a destructive way. Bad ones treat you like they are smarterThese bad ones can badly speak they’re own language. These lions are weakI’ll kill them.


Is like outside there was two thousand lions/day for you to killEvery morning a different storm to rock your life in a destructive way. Bad ones treat you like they are smarterThese bad ones can badly speak they’re own language. These lions are weakI’ll kill them.


Is like outside there was two thousand lions/day for you to killEvery morning a different storm to rock your life in a destructive way. Bad ones treat you like they are smarterThese bad ones can badly speak they’re own language. These lions are weakI’ll kill them.

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