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I will not write about love because it is only a sign of lack of control over themselves. True Mr Thomas? Am I right? Perhaps now, just for show, to answer that because I do not have the earliest occasion and you told me to keep cool? Oh, no. I am not so fun. Take away their toys in a frantic hurry and go to another sandbox with other children build houses of sand. Such sand castles, which form you'll never understand. A pity.
I'm not going to write about sexuality, sex and passion, because apparently I was not proper. Maybe after graduation. Maybe when I finish eighteen years, and I will be more appreciated by all. For you too, dear reader. I suppose That, then I also imperfect trash defiant with words. You could even say that masturbating with words. But not rozpiszę much about the masturbation because I know its quite encyklopedycznie.
not write about a family on this issue because I have nothing to say. The complete emptiness when I think of all this familial bliss to spend time together. I could say that we are peculiar because they do not see each other for years, hate each other and at their funerals will be so happy as never before. Why? Just one, the only , Tiny, magical word: decline. Oh dear, let `s fuck.
In that case, what to write? About
. About how highly I do not like kids and loud talk about it all the worse pizdowate future mother polkas. I hate brats staring at me with his mindless ślepiami and waiting some response. The best fun with them.
I prefer to play with the dog.
write also about building a relationship without love and relationships built on the ruins of love. While there, stop. I was not writing about love. To write in the rest of my blog vomit in the world.
I think that I came to the heart - my site is a big tub of slops, which frankly does not deserve nor yours, nor my time.
But I still play with writing out the letters shapeless sentences. Christ, what a stupid and hopeless debilne. I will instruct

history.

ps. I know I was disappointed. I'm letting myself too.