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Prepare to Fight.

But of course. It would have been too easy otherwise. Logic. Elementary my dear Watson.
There is no limit to the "worst". There's always more. Always.

Obviously it would be crappy time use. Go. It is natural, so starting to learn that there 's nobody else when it comes to piss off his world here the past at once more people. LOGIC LOL. Hin hin hin.

At 7:00. At 6:00, 5:00 if necessary, I'll wake up even earlier, no worries, as long as it ends soon after, I have nothing to do start early, as long as the return is too. Prices start at 7:00 am, because I LOVE that mean that the afternoon will be light.

1:30 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. / 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. / 2:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. / 2:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m.
And icing on the cake, not Friday during the first weeks and TD Saturday. DTG. Food and waiting to take you on the chin after the rest of TD and crap Widget upgrading TROPLOL has not yet been posted, MDR. It's just history that you understand well that it will be hell later if you refourguent the remaining outstanding after the initial crap, it'll be even more Kiffa IKSDE.

Basically, my beautiful schedules correspond almost exactly to the period when the sun is having a field day for us strafe. But nan nan NAN is clear that it is SO WONDERFUL to come work at that hour, and more with the morons who squat for the scholarship and fuck the shit OMG ITS AN EPIC WIN FANTASTIC.

HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA.

Oh my God there will be deaths.
How I feel depression waving her sign "Kikoo" before maggle.
How I feel the nerves, there ahahahaaa,

nerves, trembling hands and the kind of knot in the throat there.

The worst is that I told myself that I would make an effort eh, honestly, not motivated not just an effort, less bitching, let go and shut my mouth.

Wait for the bus, get on the bus, get off the bus, walk around the campus enter the auditorium, sit, wait, get up, wait for the bus, get on the bus, get off the bus, go home.

Do not look, feel nothing, be the opposite of a sponge out of class, a small stone impervious to anything that may fall upon him.

I could try, knowing full well that it will be impossible.

Rest your forehead against a wall, feel the pounding in his head, his arms. Bite the bullet to not let this tear that threatens to overflow the vase. Inspiring. Exhale.
Scratching mechanically wrist and see her blush, Mini eczema stress comeback when prices are invisible on vacation.
Nightlife take the air, watching the moon and wait for the tidal wave that raises my anger subsides somewhat.

Nobody can understand. A reaction of this magnitude seems disproportionate eh? Oh and then what does she loves bitching that one, it is only after all the Fac.
Nobody can understand. Nobody can imagine. Person.

Nobody knows I jump on any opportunity to run, even when they saw the bus already came off while I imagined late I do not slow down, no, I run even faster. Flee. Out of there, out the gates of the campus and to ignore the stuff lined up on the sidewalk staring at you.

Do stop that before the door, showing his card and installed, open the window wide. Watch the landscape bathed in the sun and wait for the bus starts. Hurry please.

Let her bag next to increase the likelihood that the newcomer should go live elsewhere, so keep cons if anyone is still to come instead.
is the only one who understands me, my bag. When I open it, is a piece of my home that I found inside, I'd love to be able to engulf me and I curled up in the background.

Come on, let's be crazy! -What to do when there is such a good mood?

Watch videos depressing course!

He then spends all night watching the stars

Thinking that after the world
There's someone who thinks of him
And this little girl who plays
Who never wants to smile
And who sees his father everywhere
Who has built an empire
Wherever they go
They are sad at the party

Wherever they go they are only in their heads

I want to sing for those
Who are away from home
And who in their eyes
Something that hurts
Who evil
I want to sing for those
That gradually forgets
And who are keeping them
Something that hurts that hurts


Who stole their story?
Who stole their memory?
Who trampled their lives
As we walk on a mirror? This man wants
bombs
That one day will count
Aligning sticks
Like prison bars
Wherever they go
They are sad at the party

Wherever they go they are only in their heads

When I think of them
It hurts it hurts
When I think of them
It hurts

It hurts ...

I feel like this tiger torn from its forest, its land.
is a mirror that I see in her green eyes, but her suffering is unparalleled compared to mine.
My Zoo to me has no bars visible, they are "only" psychological. It's called Company.

for Maelstrom.

stay the course and not to sink. Hold Cap.

Hold Cap.