when i crossed by on my little bikein the little park on the little pathi saw a little bird in a little nestthat flew away in the massive blueand reac..
deep down i waited.the day you would knock on my door.the day you would push me to the wall like only you didthe day i would get pleasured by your har..
the world is something we need to hold ondangerous, but still with gracecourageous, but still in placethen your realize humanity is selfish, their onl..
im not normal people saidthey are the normal ones i beteveryones different potentials and disgracesthey dont care about thatthey judge peoplefor just ..
there you see there the perfect onethat the human being begs to bebut then you see what the perfect one has becomebecause if you are too perfectand th..