II. 1760's keep it sparkling.
men's physical movements.
as the miracle progresses.
/ lost tune.. ninety immortal stabs
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the madness of half a soul that is resigned to being swapped. shortcuts flow with thoughts that continually become dirty, who knows what is involved in a man's heart or brain. perhaps a goal that continues to be mourned until it is completely lost and awareness disappears with it.
ㅤㅤㅤ I want to feel what it's like to have a true friend, even though I'm so lazy, I guarantee I'm the most exciting person. My chance to get a good friend is here, so are you willing to be my “camarade” <Friends.