dinner for one
arrrrrgh! could sleep since flay sleeplessness with the knife or in the supply-hairpin (sappho sounds already like 割 腹) but at least nine inches for future cases of repetition and, alas, I ... confused and sleepless as I said had done as it will ever end, I arrrrrrgh! yes it is bad breaking pickets and trenches, real, unreal virtuelöl forward design but my eyesight blurs rarely, repulsive, disgusting, vitriol, in case only arrrrrrgh!
fucking shit things and howl all bums, oh, what do you mean just Pooh Pooh and even cute, oh wolves which came in under dogs stray dog blond, this close dreck community and I in the raptus, well that can be fun, haha, maybe I should again ne bitter pill to swallow cynical about?
but only in general goes, oh I do not laugh. "Same procedure as last year? Same procedure as every year ... ² if it would be, at least for years, but the date may extend human understand so here, yes the Nietzsche who said what hats. only good shit he parliamentarians also read stacks of genealogical morally, otherwise man would have him still be taken seriously.
he prefers
why ask your head it's your hips that are swinging
life's for woman us to enjoy
Man Girl And Boy
feel the pain feel the joy
and side step the little bits of history repeating
but there are as yes again by the returning of the eternal, the same old ... damn it, I arrrrgh!
gottverdammtehimmelschreiendeeinfachnurzumkotzengrütze, and always in the middle of the night, good moon you're so quiet, why always so turned on the wrong brain, I disclaim, yes. lick me but, damn, I mist Aaaaaaaaaaah!
yep, yes, jawolll, a world model for the!
schalfen, hello, I wanted to sleep just do not be angry feline look saddled, triumphantly shaking the freak chest, I won and still more so if it goes as it runs, schlampenfotzenhurenhimmel again, must it always be spinning, aaaaaaaargh !
must oh how tragic that other world that this decision world and wants to be world kannich how much compassion raise should I, how much understanding of how much "mature" damn curb again, slow down, even stand to which, however, the arbitrariness, and indeed the arbitrariness which is today so the post, is not it?
everything soured real, hyperreal greetings can really soap heaven, oh how it bores me disgusts annoy arrrrgh
the raptus does not stop and the never ending story turns her round to hold up to send the girl signs with numbers on it and I'm just a number.
and who makes me sleep / lie, with Lovecraft or the vernacular, depending on what there is and just sleeps and lies and yes or sometimes openly but defiant and determined that the resulting self-satisfied then I know yeah
arrrrrrgh!
black cat three times, eh?
if only I could find a wormhole so ne old worm-eaten, but perhaps it is the late revenge of the small town, with its beginnings, the slow detour term keys and I can not escape, there is no chance to escape, yeah arrrrgh, then in fact not violated by the reptile, and I come just as with any cash.
yes because it gets stuck, ay there is the rub, but I want to sleep nothing more.
but the good ophelia ...
human again, I'd be horatio, so really present times, but the hydra-headed dragon stupid bitch kassandra and then the shadow of this brut, brut brut!
medusa stone and I was in what looked rather put make-up, Out of Control so a little again makes for effective small girl, revolting, repulsive, disgusting
I raced out of here, the first white screaming for something like a long time, and in the middle in the morning where I have long wanted to see this undiscovered country ...
chicken head, oh damn shit nu ice dreaming from chiba, but each abwehhr will fail this Romanticism head head head, how heartless hearted, failing heart of the hyper-real neongenesis, and I am to me as long as the best "shonen" what?
nix zero out I will not say a word about it and if not then famous, and last, break with the hammer circle-circuit!
is lands end, dead end, the road to nowhere is a natural so I arbitrarily set limit reached gain, worth knowing about, already covered? the wave curls and stumble over the broken ground wave the neck slip staatsaktaffäre, disgusting.
one final scream and arrrrgh! and ugh! primitive and I threw the first and last of the omega man died and then the screaming and DIR can be no matter, as long as I have only good serve out my time and make you leave even under my eyes, yes, Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
something no damn dirt shit I want to sleep yet!
of the Friederich Friederich was a arrrrrgh! He tyrant .... trallala a little wall with his head against the run all apathetic, instead of the liberation front always by is wall headless by what is already gone, allows experienced no more, (futuristic talk, we forget the other connotations)
was there again the bird in the hand for a short moment und dann und dann und dann vögelgrippe, was?
wieviele runden soll er denn haben dieser durchgang und wieviele grundsätzliche wegweiser werden diesmal aufgestellt im zwielicht der eben mal notwendigen freiheit die sich ins allgemeingültige kleidet, rein ins konkrete nur als abstraktes um die scheiße nicht auch noch zu beflecken (wie sehr denn noch) oh diese aufregung, diese neu-gier, dieses ooooooooooooooooooh!
ja mir gehts prima ballerina, das muß mal dokumentiert sein. dieser radiergummi kopf wird die fahrkarte ins glück nicht zum zweiten gebrauch frei machen während die pumpe ihre schmutzigen lektionen lernt.
wir erinnern uns während papa die hühnchen aufschneidet und der ekel rausläuft and the wild eyes of the mother when she asked aaaaaaaaargh! Please use the past tense only in the future.
(a small quote flooding, especially for the lynch mob and the lady in the health body. Maybe they would have the song which are Danish sing prince, but the miranda sex garden we left yes, and the pixies will hide in the wood. Please re-translation)
reset, yes it is. hi charon, once with return ticket, but declared dead, and processes do live longer, so long as they escaped oblivion, why, you have shade but NEN.
yes, the quotations Treasury may sometimes be angry.
and so terribly cruel, nasty little ne bad (life-) lie so trenty [sic]
is sick!
love is a shield, toad, the snail said, in her home. o how the words but because prophecy fulfill the past, the eternal mysticism of the everyday ... "Social capital accumulated in order to make it interesting ..." yes, yes, "but please not in front of me" to understand and then the prompt implementation, sometimes just in between the chairs, oh, there it was again the mentality loafer, while the blair witch her factory volführt arrrrgh!
oh damn future thunder storm, because nothing special, jajajajaja I won!
* (f) aaaaaaaaaaaargh! *
na love then mytilinios any action at your own risk with its own risk.
I will wear the crown of shit so long and one by the light (a cigarette of course) too old to death, the mystic cacophone tenor.
let it be said to employment-intensive with a theme would not affect the character, it could not have been an innocuous discourse on the history? must it always be caviar? or in the case, this meant, of course I forgive 性病 ジェンダー 研究.
but all the rage just a prophylactic for the future, to pump, for instance, cases of, then I pretty quiet, too quiet, sit in my corner and nod and smile and nod and smile and nod, nod off, (which does not comply)
I wanted to sleep.
is spanned spanned bedeckmantelt, not the arch, which is not yet over, it's all about the return to rest, floating in my tincan ... we know how the proceeds, she knows ...
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