Παρασκευή, 17 Μαρτίου 2017

The prevail of the artifier

That was hilarious. Can’t famble any words to protrude my dodder. I conceited it was about to plop as a tweedle but it emerged like a kingpin. The pangs of terror sheared my smugness and hence, I have been trialling to atone by fleecing any ghastly qualms which in turn, vehemently gnaw, like hunger does, the opposing discern. I want to plunge a rigid hacksaw blade on a large cylindrical hilt in an, upholstered with subtle fleshy walls, ego.

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