I don’t need to be only a bug – I don’t need to want the thug when I was 11. “No I Don’t Want No Thug!!!” At The Age of 11. I hope that is not the reason or the lessons we learn in a …Sentence… !!!
Played Pool & Walked into a Hall + x – With Money It “Couldn’t Earn” Which my stories began in the first place. As the Red dot in the charmed Alarm clock visited and charmingly messed up my mental state to create a swiss sticker bigger than his dipped out skoal in the bottom of his boat in the lakes water.
To run away and go surfing with whatever move it made while listening to an Elderly and say as I “Go Wake Boarding With You” I hope I can at least go in the one shop and buy my own board!
Words from my son … ” I want a board game …. Which One ” Well me of course and off course I wanted a Cherry Cola and I didn’t want their blood dropped eyes full of the left over Hair-On >Pointed< = Who To Me
She agreed aren’t you thirsty with saliva down it’s throat and tear it’s own [pretzel] down it’s throat and say not unless I can pull a drink from That pretty rolled up hair and take a sip of my own medicine. My Son did or didn’t need coadine.
While I picked my make-up off the ground after she had traced it replaced it and put it down for apartment after apartment + in order to even get an APT in the 1st Place <3 !!!
To skip seat to sit my butt or my bubble gum butt on two skateboard painted dishes. Picking up it’s last sip of a cigarette to clean up it’s last drop of any make-up brush it took. So she could clean it, cook it, and kill it…
<Well are they going to PROVIDE +ALL+ ?Toys In It> So it can sit on it’s dock and smoke a cigarette and just simply smoke her own cigarette and be peacefully left alone. I wanted to be left alone like a leave. Well we told – – – SSSSOOOO !!!