I have an ill-concealed that from the root the neck, and I feel like just waking up from a hangover of red wine at low cost. I
ill-concealed, play better and I feel the pain that starts from mid-back, as if I had raised the heart of the town - which is still low and leaves them firmly attached herself to the ground. I
ill-concealed, I say, but now I feel that part of the coccyx as if I had taken a culata on the ground, cock, slipped on the ice. I
ill-concealed, and comes from the knees, from plants to heavy foot, shoulder, stomach, abdomen and stomach.
more I try to describe it, the more I hear, the more it expands, squeaks, body changes shape and size, it becomes acute, pulsating, throbbing, constant, oppressive.
Now he writes that, by my hand.
looked at the screen with his eyes half closed, the pain of needles with eyes: the ill-concealed now is so strong to want to sign, but I have to find the final because he has no fantasy, you know just hurt.
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