And life somehow appeared on the back of the door.
Hanging, by mistake, or accumulated objects that demonstrated the intention behind this blind fate, crawling through another moment.
Everyone comments, drown, drown the pain.
Life is beautiful.
And remain in a concrete cage, flirting with the breaking news as it is a fuckstation game.
Ropes, buoys and other wet stuff joined the sex in the chilling water, reminiscing what bought this…
People crumble like melting deserts, it gets hot in heavens.com and we altogehter forgot what life could feel and lool like hell not.
Who’s going to raise the white flag in blue zones next, I am coming almost dead, ready to live like never before.
