Thousand Oaks Couches

Grey


Nelson said he might be something for me but it just does not talk to me on the phone. I just wonder if it is illegal or dangerous, to which he replied "I do not think you'll see it's fun." I should also add that it pays my train ticket, for what I was really over and under to eat pasta I fly to my neighbor who leaves his kitchen window open enough. "You were not forced to give me this detail, you could just ask for the ticket. It was nice to know, is not enough for you to give me this kind of details." I'm not sure you want to accept what I propose even for money, but my neighbor leaves his window open was less because of the cold. "Ok I'll pay, but you work for me three months to January. Thousand per month and I withdraw the fare on your first payment, plus ten percent interest.". I do not just say yes to that phone, "you receive the mail ticket tonight, tomorrow, bye." I'm anxious and I shred a carton of canned tuna to calm myself in the small TV there are a lot of reporting on Obama and journalists often say the word "black". I cleaned some business with hot water and shower gel and then sent a letter telling him that Clara never see itself for what it is too dumb. I made my bag, get the mail I transcribe on paper, then I read eight pages of the Bible by finishing the bottle of port found at the foot of the bed of my neighbor. The train is empty I spread my legs on the seat next to me asking me how I'm going to pass the time during six hours, a man asked me to remove my legs telling me this is his place, I look and said quietly:
- The train is empty.
- This is my place to watch because my number.
He tends his ticket with his finger indicating the number. I change up and read the Bible for three hours, the rest of the time I sleep and I'm hungry. The controller has a horrible mustache and I want to burn him with a lighter, he told me to remove my legs extended. Nelson waiting for me with big glasses on his little face and especially the leather jacket punk atrocious. He did not smile.
- Hi Nelson.
- You made me not look so thin as that.
- I still dressed that's why.
There is a silence where he scratches his neck and felt his fingers.
- You're not gay at all?
- No no! why you say that?
- I know not to put you t'insinuée hair has not? When told you "I have my dressed yet." I mean you put a pile in front of me.
- No no not really, I wanted to say that thee feel like I am ...
- Forget it must be my Medoc that make me paranoid. Excuse guy, it will you? Well, ok, fine let's go. Have
returns to his black pickup truck, he put an old cassette Imuvrini with sounds waves of severe acute because of the wear strip. It gives an even more eerie songs Corsicans.
- You worry tired of them?
- Who them? the idiots?
- I do not know if Imuvrini are idiots.
- Oh them ... No, I listen every day gives me strength.
Waiting for it to finish his sentence but he has already finished.
- Power?
- I am not strong at all, like in Star Wars, the same kind of strength you see.
He laughs hard in a way that seems not natural, I feel ill at ease and I press my palms.
- So what?
- I'll show but you'll have to farm.
- As long?
- Are you stupid or what you think it's a holiday, I immediately shows now and tonight was something already planned.
- Tonight?
- Yeah also, a little.
The fact that it spends the night scares me, I tear a piece of cardboard in my pocket, a lot of bad things this place at night. There had been any statistical or above the TV he had even invited a woman who was burned alive he put a mask doll to horrify the right way people surely. She complained especially his sex life I think.
He lives in a sort of house with single storey pavilion, around the garden he installed huge wooden palisade that gives me the impression of being in a garden witness Leroy Merlin. There is an inflatable pool filled with green water mix has leaves, it hits in the foot and said that I must take it apart. He shows me the couch or sleeping and I said he should not be too stuffed toilet paper or we wallow in our shit. The place is ugly, dead, I want to drink alcohol.
- T'a not a beer something like that?
- No, I decide to put myself in the diet, I not want any damn cancer. In any case I will at least kiss girls without close your eyes, even the hookers. But thee bar is fifteen minutes away thee just down the road.
- Ok, I'll take a shower.
- A day ok?
-
Ok - First I'll show you what we will do.
- No shower first I think I was needed.
I can to have that warm water and there is a horrible mass of hair, hair in the bathtub. The shower gel and shampoo are filled with good vibes is what is marked on their labels. He took me in his garage, there is a very funny smell of dust. There is a mountain of things a mannequin, a large inflatable banana, monkey stuffed a package of countless Christmas garland, a saddle horse, a mountain of old porn comics and more. Alibaba's cave for a sociopath. There is a large white horizontal freezer with a glass door through to what I see is white. above, the banana that grows on the ground and puts his hand on the wrist of the freezer.
- Are you ready to have your worldview changed?
- Shit is what you made me freak out.
- You're a special guy in this society, even if you're not rich, being with me in the garage that makes you a fucking choice. Something unique. Unless you were rich, but even so, it would not have the same privilege.
- C'mon opens. It takes
the door and a cloud of cold flowed and flows toward the ground. Inside there is a black ground, then the cloud cleared, I'm getting closer, it is a human form, the size of a child and this form has a face with big black bulging eyes, two hole in the place nose and mouth completely disproportionate to the extreme swelling. Hands her two little fingers as the hands of Tyrannosaurus, the skin is dark gray, almost black. There's a funny smell that gives me nausea. I declined his mouth open, eyes wide open and hiccups a kind word, one cries, I do not know.
- Flippant eh?
My hands over my mouth, I try to say something but nothing comes out.
- A fucking alien guy, yeah like in ET, but it finished the others in his mouth. I never love that movie anyway.
- Shit, shit, shit, but ... But shit, I mean ... Damn.
- Yeah shit huh? It is an Arab who had in his family, the fucking freezer. They attack them in the desert, to remove them can be, for I know not kiss. But this con extraterrestrial, I wonder, or was increasing its technological superiority at that moment, by what he was enough that he put a stick in the face for him explode his skull. Besides, he took a job as a goldsmith for him as well sew it should be.
He points to the beast with her and draw an arc in the air above the skull.
- He had a freezer in the desert?
He looks at me, pulls out a cigarette, lights it does not feel his fingers, watching the beast and looks at me with eyes half closed.
- Maybe.
- You're weighed Nelson.
- Listen I am your fucking boss now, so you shut up and tonight we took with us the evening of an emirate on the heights of Cannes. It is the anniversary of his kid so we had to offer its interest best show birthday ok?
He lights his cigarette and smokes.
-
Ok - It was not a fucking question. I wave
head slightly from right to left to say, maybe, "what a mess" or perhaps "what is con" or maybe "what idiot I am." He closes the door slamming and said
- Well that should not rot well, I already pay a guy sweet funeral for it and fill the void you know with all these products the dead. I shit you ever put me in the vein that I die, I'd rather eat worms. It's funny that the guys in undertaker ask me anything except the money, really too zarb people déconnent completely I think.
I gaze fixed on the banana and I tear the piece of cardboard in my pocket and I'm cold. He sends me a cloud of smoke above then leaves and tells me off when leaving and do not touch the alien. I have a little alone in the room and I feel that stuffed monkey looks at me and judge me, I turn and goes quickly.
Nelson is in the kitchen trying to squeeze an orange, he finished his cigarette extinguished in the citrus, takes a sip of juice and said threateningly:
- I hope you were not only train you masturbate on him, I saw your hands in your pockets stirred, I hope your not the rod for him. Otherwise it is clear, you'd be queer.
- No no.
- beware eh.
I think I'm a bastard, I'm not going to sleep with one eye open tonight, if I sleep and I'll drink plenty for three months. Immediately after these thoughts, I go to the bathroom, I locked myself and simulates diarrhea, look for an alternative escape route, a backup plan, something, anything. Assistant enema, stomach garbage cleaner hospital cleaner scene of crime of passion, sexual and infanticidal, Wax stake for vampire, anything, far from here.

The kid is nine years old and his father is an emirate as we imagine them, as sort of white robe with black glasses at night, he sniff a little pile of coke on the corner of a table. His son looks at him and shouted again he wants shot at the alien. The father looks at me and said he wants his kid to fire on the alien. Nelson and interferes with a big smile says it will foul fix it, time to get a shot glass. He sent me with the van to see a friend of his telling me that I cut a finger in thirty minutes if I'm not with the glass. The guy was waiting his armory, a large window full of fingerprints under his arm. We shake hands and he said:
- Oh those fucking Arab huh?
- Yeah I know but yeah.
He puts it in the trunk and as I have five minutes in advance I park double-parked and bought a small bottle of vodka. I drink a big gulp when leaving the grocery store and then I slipped into the inside pocket of my tuxedo jacket. Nelson gets me when I get a slap on the head without saying anything and I said nothing then installs the glass front of the freezer tip on a ledge in the garden. The boy takes the big piece with a nine millimeter silent, I thought his father go from his hands on her son, but not made. The boy pulls himself twice and the recoil pushes back so hard that lack of stumbling. He clenched his teeth with a smile. His father would shout something in Arabic behind him, raising his arms, sprawled on a sofa, there are two girls between sixteen and twenty five years and they grelotent jersey, so they say in English has an Asian butler to bring a cooler , they shake against him by licking their bust. The child draws three more times and then he threw the gun into the grass court at his father and says he wants to see the breasts of the girls on the couch. The father of girls slap their thighs and they remove the top of their shirt, their teeth chatter and they bite their lips to stop it, link their nipples. The child looks and feels, one of them looks at me and gives me a wink. I turn wood a little vodka, after I open my shirt as if I concentrated on my laptop out of my pocket inside. I feel dizzy, Nelson has a happy smile fool laying the emirate. A butler may be the same one that the father had asked a radiator, maybe not, Asian anyway. This butler appeared before me, staggering, clutching his leg bleeding.
- Help me, my leg, The Child, he shot me in my leg.
All this with an accent really horrible.

Returning Nelson smokes a joint at the wheel, I sort the bottle and then the wood tends to Nelson.
- No man, no, cancer your mind?
- Damn you smoke a joint, what are you telling me.
It sets the road and I feel it looks really, her eyes do not move, do not tremble. As if it was lost in the white line in the middle of the road, until everything becomes blurred. I said
- You had to pay how much?
- Nothing, that guy owed me a lot of money or the time I sold the cartoon porn. And yet I almost wonder if I was not worth more than this thing.
- You really think it's an alien?
- I dont care, as others believe it and report me the money.
- T'a not a bit of conscience?
- Huh? Stop your bullshit minette, what are you talking to me, consciousness? I really think you're a fag, really. You should write for a magazine chick.
The next morning I woke early, took my bag, then stuffed monkey on the bus. I sold the stuffed monkey in a shop I knew in Cannes and Nelson called me a dozen times that I do not respond and left three of which one or sms it was marked "Put1 denculé dt sea dog the pacifiers of each of my put1 monkey my monkey t aml Ramna 1b or wd qe jur your put1 of the SRP con molded could blind bit of your put1 jl per cent to tee yeu. I report it anonymously to cop the same day in a letter saying he had a corpse home and earn that money. My grandmother welcome me home and I spent two months there before finding a job in a fast food restaurant she knew the manager. To information he spoke of a manic depressive megalomaniac who tends lugging the corpse of an African child with an orphan disease "atrocious deform", without saying the names of the disease. My grandmother said
- How parents can they do that? I eat a butcher
mashed with gravy, it's good and I look and say
- Poverty, I do not know, full of bullshit can do that, full of con can.
- Africa it's horrible. I
Africa is seen as a holiday camp in Tunisia.
- Yes it's horrible. I said it then I was hungry and there is a report on any student demonstration on TV. They all break and it annoys me.

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I slept outside, when I wake up at night I feel like I'm dying for the cold penetrates me deeply and I panic. I hire a jog along the street and decides that tomorrow call Mark, what gets too cold at this time. On the phone he seems busy, polite, he told me to go see a small production house in Nice, he said he flirts with the production manager. On the train people all looking the sea, with the exception of a teenager with FHM before the eyes, mouth, inverted-U. People have mouths to letters every time I took the train lately. I got an appointment later in the day and I'll break me eyes to things I want but I surely do have some in a Fnac. Thanks to my ideologies I do not just buy what I buy power at this age in my life. In Fnac same I am told that sometimes people look to me to be animals from elsewhere. The green bench of a park welcomes me, there is a smell of earth and urine. I feel, despite the cold that my nose is cast against my arm, I do not feel too bad. Schoolboys in tight pants make skateboard with large wick before their eyes, all the same, the same drills, the same glance behind, drinking sugar alcohols. One of the boys fell heavily and his finger is back, he looks off the finger air daze, then looks at his buddies looking dazed and groaned. They look at me, I fix them.
- Call an ambulance sir.
- I nothing to dial.
- Everyone has a mobile stop lying, called an ambulance that this is not.
I put my arms on the back, wide.
- So you have to have laptops. He
watching.
- I have not enough credit.
- Me neither.
- I only sms.
Another groan more and more during one of his friends, I do not know why he tries to put her Ipod headphones in ears, repeating "it's going to relax, you relax it'll go." I know why he does it but I do not understand, I still does not move. An old dog with a password and a look at this wary eye.
- Madam you should call an ambulance, he broke his finger.
It shows the boy with bangs behind her moist eyes, holding hands, the little finger while in the air like a small trophy, still sitting on the floor.
- Do not come near me, I have seen on TV how you lie to steal people like me. Do not come near me, I have a tear gas canister that my son in law gave me.
I think the old people, old ladies in particular, need to put details of their life in their sentences. She must live alone, I always felt that all the old lady living alone. The boy with the Ipod says out loud without being specific vis a vis his interlocutor:
- Damn dude have is a film by Larry Clark or Gus Van Sant you know.
He lets out a smile before understanding that this was not the right time to do that with his mouth. I'm smiling and I share, I need to be in a calm, empty, in a bar in the afternoon that offers only sandwiches to eat. I decide to drink a Coke, not to be the stereotypical alcoholic at a bar counter. I am alone, the place is ugly, small, yellowish, stinking of her smoking history. Surely not to be used as solitary existence in the neighborhood. The bartender seemed to be the boss he seems too old to work. The glasses are not washed well, I try to drink my soda without touching the glasses with my lips, it's difficult.
- I know what you think. Said the bartender boss motionless behind the bar, a pack of playing cards in hand.
- Tell me.
- You say I'm too old.
- Too old to work, not too old at all, it makes a difference. Being old short that there is hardly any, except perhaps when we shiver, which was leaking, which is more the spirit we had during the major part of his life. So you're doing not too bad.
- If you say so.
- Why you guess that people think that?
- I do not really know, an intuition, I do not think too much on things that keeps me awake otherwise.
- Maybe that's what intuition.
I finished my glass, ice falls, breaking on the wooden floor.
- Leave.
- Okay ... You did not want to tell people your life?
- Not really, I is not especially want to know one another, so I told them not mine.
- But you still come talk to me.
- It was a matter that concerned the life of anyone, it was out of context.
- Good view, you're awfully good sense.
He smiled, displaying his cards before him, behind the counter. I think that from that moment he is a poker game with himself, or a magic trick. The production box is redeveloping an entire city, but has to keep his garden, pool and all these things must contain a rather large house. A red plate and white writing the names of the corporation to the fence. I rang. A sizzling, a small red dot.
- Hello I am for an appointment.
- Oh, me?
- I do not know, you see me but I can not.
- Excuse me sometimes ... Enter.
The gate opens, alone, silent, I mounted a slope.

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Jesus died.



Christine watching a video on the computer, I hear groans, then laughter. She says it is a porn blooper or a girl vagina "terrifying" Pete in the face of a young brown kinda cute in full cunnilingus. I question whether this is what she likes, she just smile when I turn my head. I table the plates were sitting on the floor against the settee, she smiled again. I think it's hot and she talks to me a strange pub or a squirrel takes a chewing gum to extinguish a fire belching from village. I replied that yes it's weird to sell chewing gum like that. She says it's 3D and I said I doubt it. Have to eat our steak vinegar, window open, gray outside, I found my perfect cooking and put my glasses to appear more beautiful before it, lengthen it, looking at the ceiling. I dragged myself to my games console, Joy Division Still pulls a dusty pile of CDs, the speaker Christine nods and shakes my heart disorder, with this pretty girl in blue jeans sitting on his lap , eating a slice of bread with Nutella. The face of Jesus looking at me his T-shirt.
- I'm writing something now, something important. I told her, licking her thumb or there is a spreadable paste.
- What is something important?
- Something that is more than five pages and really gives me the impression of having written something that really blossom. You know how when you're fucking or masturbation, but do you really want
I turn my head, floating with the atmosphere and lean on one elbow, rubbing my bare feet against one another .
- I know, but as best it can be that good.
- You're a little in from elsewhere.
- not tell me that you start to tell your life, like all the world. It embraces the mouse
vacuum and sending me into blowing it with a wink.
- No sweetie you not to worry, people will never discover your depravity, what you did to me.
- A nice little student blossomed.
- Something like that, very dirty, dripping, filthy, disgusting, disgusting, balding, and I find as many words as "Dmg".
- Disguise, swallow ... I look at the ceiling, and there are cracks. is what I should talk to the owner?
I watch the ceiling with my right fist.
- It looks like a cute little revolutionary warrior, with the point up like that ... I not know is that crack.
- Probably nothing. We look
aquatic life by drinking red wine with white bread spread with butter and caviar that her parents had back from a trip to Russia. They said it was a strange country, sometimes beautiful. She is on her stomach, moving his legs as Lolita in Kubrick's film, on the grass with his glasses and his lollipop, reading. Christine has no bezel or pacifier, or reading, just the posture, the legs move, watching the TV screen. The credits appear, she said "it's a beautiful sadness that purpose." By removing the film there is a TV series called "Love peace," have the sound muted will leave before the next sixteen in ninth. Series filmed pornographic or so actors seem terribly alone and I do not understand why it looks like a soap, why it bears the name of a soap. The episode follows a man leaving his gun silencers a black bag every five minute to go down a set and every ten minutes to get a supporting role. She gets up, makes a big difference, going down slowly and glares at me happy.
- Take off your glasses thee to look stupid.
- I am no more beautiful way?
- Idiot, baka!
- Bacaca yourself. Girls who are interested in Japanese culture are four ninety nine percent of girls had extremely oily skin. And in those ninety percent, eighty percent are real ugly girls. Manufactured gaffe.
I put out my tongue like a killer in one of those water park. She returns the finger end, brilliant.

the afternoon we join her roommate "tanned, nice, sometimes sensual" I never saw, for what she wants What is up with Ikea furniture. When I put my coat, I said to him
- It mounts all alone ikea furniture, unless you're a couple.
- Yes, but as it were is forced to stay a little longer together you and me. Her roommate
skin color bitch sunny, you get a kiss and then I shook his hand to relax. he has a guy in the bathroom he said "hello" I answered "hello" and he rubs his nose as if to avoid laughing. There is a full canopy in the small blue bin for the bathroom. I made a face, the boy is not even good when there are two pretty girls here. I try to get out of a fluffy state, soaking my face under running water, Mogwai sounds behind me with a big bassline. Christine is a girl with an ass too beautiful for me, I said three times when I dry my face towel stinks moisture and odor that sticks to my skin. It goes something happen at one time or another, to solve the balance, "because of a beautiful ass too. The boy speaks with Christine, I used my fingers in my pocket a piece with the hope that this boy will get hurt one way or another today. That ass is even less suitable for this boy to me. I insert myself into the discussion, he tells them about a concert, they look as if it was interesting. I smiled and said to Christine with a serious air
- Should I speak to you, soon, really, come on.
It offers me a worried look, the boy did not saw in his monologue, I pull into the bathroom and watch the hood.
- That's the thing urgent, quick, come?
I kiss against his mouth and mumbles, rubbing my tongue:
- No I do not like this guy is all, thee too large buttocks. Do you not realize the danger.
I think she takes it as a compliment, she kisses my neck with the tip of his tongue between his lips, have tightens against each other, she on her toes girls, breast taking the shape of my torso. She will get two beers and have slipped into the tub face to face his bare feet under my shirt, on my belly through the fabric kiss a foot, caressing her ankle. Mogwai behind, with the piano, the two other side has no voices are not heard. She says that maybe they are lovers, that can be drunk before they arrive What. I said I felt the alcohol is not on them, the smell. The roommate comes in and throws a handkerchief that hits the rim of the trash and falling on the floor, looking down she said
- I think I like the power that comes with having a dick in your mouth.
I fixed and rolls his eyes, took the hand of Christine and laying on my fly.
- Protect me Jesus. Christine
up his beer and handed it to the roommate, her eyes turned on me and then said:
- It's me Jesus?
- No it's your t-shirt, but you know it died. It is more than drawing.
Her roommate took the beer, his ring tin on aluminum, wood she took a sip, burp and speaks:
- I understand you fucking not, I hope you have not touch my ECSTA.
- I did not even know you took that shit.
- It's no worse than when you send you something else.
- I just said was bullshit, I'm not talking about coke.
- Yeah yeah me either I did not talk about coke and birds gobes flies.
- It is you who looks stoned.
- A cock yes.
I threw my beer to her roommate, softly at her feet, holed his slippers on a tiger's head, bobbin bounced twice and rolled, then leaves the room.
- What is this vulgarity putassiére you removed all the fantasy crap ... We need more beer. Christine
sticks his foot on my dirty face and teases me, her roommate is modeled and as she puts a foot on me, I say Fuck them. I struggled, I sort of tub, slides, exits the bathroom. In the kitchen I light a stick of incense with hot plates. I do not like the smell but I did not put out. On the bed below it the guy on his back hair was sleeping. A smell of seal in the air, I rub my face, pressing well on the eye through the eyelids. All it does not just be true. I would not ignite incense otherwise I Never light incense in normal time, it is not natural for me to do. But in fact it is real then I get the brick of grapefruit juice in the fridge door, opened it, but did not taste right away. Listening to the silence of the city this afternoon. Christine looks appears incense, lights a cigarette and then strikes a pose with a girl who could be in a film by Sofia Coppola, one hand holding the elbow of his other arm or a cigarette hanging there. She blows smoke in the air above it, simply bending the lips, his head does not move.
- You know for Jesus just now?
- Yes, what?
- I think you're right it is dead.
I drink a sip of juice, thoughtful.
- You made me the what?
- It's just that I forget that he was really dead ... I mean ... a force to be on t-shirt and elsewhere. I had forgotten that he was dead that's it.
- That changes nothing.
- Absolutely nothing.

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Perversion: Perversion is originally made to divert the direction of basic, common cause or natural logic, depending on use. In common parlance, the term has a pejorative connotation, due to the religious use of the word as meaning a form of evil. The adult says perverse if it imposes costs on the other, a situation that pleases him. The features of this defense mechanism are the manipulation and denial of the desires and needs of others in favor of his. Sexual perversion is only one expression, so to avoid confusion induced by the current sense, also known as moral perversion.

feel comfortable in the water warm summer night, naked, and I bury my face under water and it refreshed my mind drunk. Swimming naked is to have parties or who are rarely as free as a blow to blow. My brother lay on the rock in underpants, mouth wide open. I see under the light Selene, Juliette naked breasts are cleverly cut up his jeans and it dips as the fantasy of a naiad with the flask in his hand, I see the white water. A silence and she reappears next to me in the water, the whites of his eyes and his teeth into a smile out of that dark white too.
- I think your brother is a lost cause.
- Probably and I really want to join Come in this case .. I know a good place to drink slowly in water.
She follows me in a swim as far as the Indian one big rock in the middle of the deep waters, or have a foot. It opens the flask of cognac, sniffs, wood, grimace, cough, and she had smiled behind this alcohol. I look at his sweet little breasts with nipples with sharp coolness.
- You like?
- They are quite bearable. And mine you like them? I want one size larger in my view transsexual.
She chuckled hiccup girl.
- T'es con.
- You like my shit huh.
- It's not bad, as your cap AA.
I burn the stomach with a large mouthful and I fall slowly, silently into the water from time to time with my balance disappeared. I smile constantly, and I also finished up falling toward her, stopping near her little mouth full of sweet red lips, small tits strip against the skin of my torso. She did not flinch and we kiss in the same slide. Our mouths, our tongues greedily tasted alcohol and I felt she smiled. She slips a hand on my belly and an arm around my neck. I think the plate fleet and pats my erection against her slimy underwater against her belly, her thighs, her panties. His hand grabs my cock and my balls in one hand spread out, retract my penis on her little hands and I felt his penis with my bracelet on his comings and goings. Our eyes have become serious and sensual, her eyes closed set, between the mouth open. I open my mouth and my tongue comes out that just sucked on her nipples with a taste of salt, I feel her head from behind with his eyes closed, or observing the crescent moon. I grab her breasts and two greenhouses against each other before sucking lovingly while his hand continued to feel my sperm bead floating in the salty liquid. I support my knee on her sex through her panties and I felt his warmth, I feel it slipping, even through I feel that expands its slot and that I want. Small sounds positive Sliding her mouth to invade the dark liquid, touch a slimy seaweed under my right foot and I dive into the water off her black pants with blue stripes of a hand. While the other grabbed her buttocks round and two of his fingers slipped into this reason, the small circle titillating anal ass. The panty part and I do not know or disappears, and taking care of her buttocks with one hand, I put my mouth and my tongue on her sex was shaved half, sliding my tongue on her clitoris hot viscous and slippery, even in the burning inside of her sex, she caressed my back and my hair. The sound of water with the switching of its surface with waves. She pulled my face out of water by the chin.
- Te nois not. I feel
bells.
- Finis me on the rocks.
I kiss me and thrown into the water, feeling my erection corrugated with this swim. She leaves dripping with water in front of me and I sketched one of his white buttocks was next to his skin tanned.
- boy I'm cold.
I took her right hand, pressing against me, my cock hot girl on her belly, rubbing her back, kissing her neck. She moves her sex with three fingers, rubbing, I mean it is wet. I stroked her buttocks and she rubs his chest about me. My hand in her hair soaked mix. I did lie on a flat rock and I took her feet and I suck one of his big toe while rub my cock, she slips on the sticky deposits on her thigh. She caresses her breasts, trapping her nipples between her fingers painted blue, his head wavering, hair sticky stone, big breath. Can I hold her finger rubbing her soaked walls, pressing, shaking on her clit thumb, feet contracting on my shoulders. Some will be just crushes her sex and the second fingers come away even more, opening more this great slot. She said my name and my two fingers mechanical penetration, my tongue just lick this together, then another finger just caress her ass. This little round, this small hole and I support my finger on it, until After that it goes, I feel the contract and his right hand away just a wet butt. My tongue slides up her ass, and I remove her ass to slide over my mouth and I support my tongue in that hole. My back on her heels, she shuddered and said
- I want to suck, I want you in my mouth.
I move above it, a knee to her mouth, she grabs my hard cock swell, the skin pulled out my penis viscous in its entirety and shoves in his mouth, greedily with groan, I see his cheeks and I digging caress her hair that sticks to my skin and then she swallows my balls one by one finger into my ass and I started to moan stronger.
- I want to take my step.
- Take me on all fours, I want you.
She sits and licks my belly and my chest when I masturbated and then she turns around I took her buttocks in my hands dry. She folds one leg and his foot contorted just rub my balls and my asshole. I dismiss that, and rubbed my cock between her buttocks, titillating his penis with my little hole, tucking a half.
- Hit my beautiful brown ass.
- Yes.
I slap her little butt white blushed slightly raised his pleasure. She swallowed my cock in her soaking slot without resistance and moves his pelvis and his buttock slap on my thighs and it's been a pleasant sound through the waves I see death behind a gurgling white. My hands on the side of his pelvis, I slap her beautiful ass and every time she lifts her head and moaning, which then falls into the curtain of her hair during which seawater pearls I penetrates her ass with the tip of an inch and I move. Feeling the heat of her sex to increase, and me in it that slides quickly, stifling our screams in short blasts. She spreads her ass and strokes. My penis slips out of her and when I deliver I chose her anus, and I gently sodomized by sliding up to half of my cock, the feeling on the alert and leaving longer moan out of her beautiful mouth. I stroked his back terribly soft and tanned to a finger up her wet pussy in her mouth and sucks them with passion.
- Girl, you drive me crazy.
- I want you whole, go y.
- You're safe.
- C'mon I want, you make me mad.
And my cock slides into her ass with both hands pulling off her beautiful buttocks reddened and it contracts with a vengeance and moan in a curving spine magnificent. There are three slow going and just expired and she leaves his ass open and she takes on her back legs against her breasts, legs in the air and I entered, my balls slapping on her ass. Our eyes wide open look recessed, she stroked my cheek.
- Yes yes yes yes ouiiiiiiii go ahead.
Many "yes" and my grunt enjoyable.
- C'mon it come, it came from.
She trembles and hiccups and I see my brother still further extend. My mouth opens wide and my eyebrows silently knits, she presses against her, I feel our sweaty skin, its legs firmly embraces me, choking in the crook of my neck before leaving a big moan relief inflate the air, I cried silently in her hair with our abdominal explosion. There is a great void. The
against each other in the mix humidities, inhaling slowly, quietly close his eyes, stroking our hair wet, palms, back. Against the hot stone beneath us.
There is a lizard on the rock walls, I see red in the dark.

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Devotion (Mist part 2).


Tonight it's not too cold and I wash with a green garden hose in the garden of a house, or stale there person. I agree with the city center and asks me on the stool of a bar counter, my bag in the bush of the small park opposite. I ordered a brandy and I look at a couple sitting quietly in a box with their glasses held identical hand, has observed. I asked the bartender if he can put music, he says he must wait twenty half hours. I do not want to know why and he said "Will there by more people." I made him a small affirmative movement of the head story he does not feel ill at ease. For thirty minutes I look at the bottles on the shelves and I alternate with the couple alone and nothing changes at home during those minutes, they do not kiss. I think back to the landscape through the window of the train, all the images took me across the train and the ugliness of the Palais des Festivals, its steps without red carpet. The bar is filled with a group of women with ten years older than me, you see she is co-worker and she laughs constantly. There is one acceptable vis a vis my hormones. U2 launches the bartender's burned to a CD or there is just a three score above the felt. I told him that the album art is good and he replies that people do not care, they would not do anyway, they just want the music. This bartender did not understand my intentions. I save my drinking slowly, basing myself on deeper with each sip. At twenty-one hours she pushes the back door, are next wave sweeps the room, passing over me several times and I must raise a hand to her know that I am the boy she seeks. Mice were slightly and she asked in a glass which the dissolved aspirin. She old daughter of Antibes and the new single from Vallauris. She has a smile more easily, and skin that seems less sweet.
- Flo You saw recently?
I replied no.
- It seems she had an attack of hysteria in a supermarket. She threw eggs at the vigils.
- Who is Flo?
She looks at me and drink the water that sparkles and presses his time.
- Ben is Flo.
- Ah yes ... ok Flo.
I do not know and never known person names Flo, Florian or Florianne or names beginning with "Flo."
- T'a look good I think.
- I'm not sure.
- I assure you.
- No I believe you, but I'm not sure to look good.
- It's cold.
- Yes it's cold.
I look at my eyes and immediately return the worn wooden counter, and then I said softly
- Sad cold seasons. She
staring in the face.
- Yes quite. Behind
hear the group of women who speak a name Richard who has big abs.
- It's true that ... What you give up your job, all that over there?
- What is the "bottom"?
- You know, the bottom. The Where've you.
- Yeah so what?
- I know it was not just to know.
"Beautiful Day" around and behind and there is always Richard in the discussions of women. She ordered a Bloody Mary and asks me what I want, I told him I would try to kiss her again. She looks at me looked strange, not knowing what to say, by refluxing my pathetic.
- A port, a port I meant.
The bartender looks at me and made a little nod with his look and gestures perfectly neutral dynamics, to show he does a good job here. It serves us and did not say anything and I prefer it. She rummages inside his bag and black imitation leather pulls out a small yellow booklet which puts me in front of the wood adhesive. A booklet with graphic filthy wind merits of a store Chinese porcelain, and the names is "Comparato porcelain". I took the little paper and reread the name five times and then she speaks.
- You see how he had said ten years ago during our last year. My eyes
frowns and the bartender laid our glasses, she takes hers and drank half a sip.
- This little bastard ... he did what he said already? "This store will bear my name" and we just laughed. Have took it for bullshit, besides, I have not see how could have ... It is really crazy. He even had his name engraved on the silver chain with its Iron Curtain during our lunch breaks.
I took my glass and holds it under my nose, sniffing the aroma of raisins, I look in the mirror in front, behind the bottles and my face seems red and terribly damaging, the contours of emon nose full of dead white skin.
- He did what he had said.
- Apparently.
I drink, the bartender read a playboy pose behind the counter, legs crossed, polishing a glass. A hand that smells Shea sits on my shoulder. I turn and a women's group, half laughing stares.
- Excuse me You're known?
I drink a sip and return my gaze in the mirror axis.
- It depends for whom.
- Yes but I mean, you're not a guy on TV?
- Yes that's a guy on TV.
In the mirror I see her return to her female friends who giggle. She, the new single from Vallauris, beside me, watching the couple.
- What do you do as issues?
- Stop you fuck my mouth, go find another fool kiss you or someone to hate.
She stops laughing, their eyes look more things around me and then she turns and goes back and laugh stupidly when they joined his new friends.
I turn to it next to me, she hold her head, his elbow on the counter. I told him:
- You're gonna have back problems.
- A growing problem, a problem less, whatever. What difference? I told her with a tease.
- The back problem, back pain. His eyes are tired
, blackened, I deliver the specification in his bag and finished my glass. "With or whitout you" Bono sings in our ears.
- You have a place to go?
- Yes, I have a hotel room.
- Okay, well I'll go I start early tomorrow.
- Wait, wait, that's two years we have not seen, you want to stay?
- Sorry, I led a life, and then I'm sad with you, you make me the trouble, I think I have a sort of pity for you.
- I 'm not disabled.
- I know exactly'd have at least had an excuse with ca.
I look down on her red converse or draw it in black, a symbol of peace on the white cap.
- I understand.

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Mist.



I approach thirty, I hate people and my person, I like nothing, no speed. At the table in front of me there is no longer the pretty puss has fringe on her own about who I was spending time with fantasies. Just the debris of his pastry gluttony scatter like shards of glass on the table. Leaving the warm coffee bubbling in my mouth until there is more tips for increasing granular stuck between my teeth. I is not the courage to wash in the morning in the toilets of the station. I'd wait at night, there are fewer people at night. Fewer people to look after me with their gaze. Maybe he should I spend my remaining tickets in a three-piece suit used. I see a red tie, lousy, so red, ugly people do not be concerned that this tie and not me. They would go pee, take me to a young businessman and a life filled with deep pockets and I would not have to feel ill at ease. A young addict appears, minette antichrist my past appears and starts wandering around between the tables, a sweater covering his body and especially to cadaveric arms black rot. Septic dark cutting her cheeks, sucking his Droopy eyes that recall and less funny, filthy and its mine and his hand lazy beggar, soft, pending. She comes to my height and her eyes look sticky, slowly at me with words without cuts, muttering, like a prayer shaman, I understand only "please".
- please Yeah yeah you break. I sneered
tired and diverting my gaze. The time to fix my eyes on a commercial for deodorant with big breasts and read the slogan "Feels good, not bad." I guess the poor students in boxes of pubs and sleazy bastards of people who are gods in this world. I will hide my eyes from this concentrated cynicism mediocre hoping evaporation, sublimation, all that, the lousy thing to me moaning earlier. She is just always there, in front of me so miserable. Contempt foul burning in my veins.
- Go thou hast broken conasse pitiful. It is thanks to grunts like you I should brush my teeth in the toilet of a station. I was twenty thousand euros in my account before thee twenty miles. And now most of my smell I must feel yours. I am not shit, I am not shit.
It starts with nothing in it is changing, moving his legs dragging its feet on the ground worn. That decision, for the third time in my life I get, whether homosexual or asexual. Without money it will be easier for me to keep those good promises. I think I see the bottom few meters ahead of me. So I still have a little cup sitting in front of my empty white tightening the knot of my scarf, wondering how long I would stay clean without shaving.

I ride the first train that opens onto the dock and I see that after it is written placard or Nice. I look at the layout of rails on the map, I decide that I will stop in Cannes, I always dream of being a movie star. When the controller goes I'm sitting in the corridor against the door of the car, he looks at me, I look at him and he just goes. I light a cigarette and an old lady who leaves the toilet seems outraged with his eyebrows. I handed him a cigarette and said
- You want one, there is chloroform in, as if to keep the bodies in morgues and horror movies.
There is a muffled sound coming out of his mouth O shocked. I smoke and perosnne does not complain and I am told that smoking should be from the trappings of poverty, despite its price. So too for a pittance destitute, still a pittance and Western pop. Smoke filled the old hall and the ugly door window there are trees without leaves, dry cold, darkened by winter. I put out the cigarette on a luggage before his white rod disappears entirely. "I save the" raw material of my joys and slid the rod into the pocket full of ashes in my woolly shirt, red and black. I doze in the same corner and a boy with big headphones on me to wake up to open the door and exit. I read and Cannes railway station is ugly and false ground. Wondering how people famous and rich and powerful had to accept that this city with this station or the city of cinema, even once in the year, even for ten days. It's cold and I back on the cigarettes I ordered brushes along with my hands numb. I spend the day on the beach watching three ships disappear and reappear in the mist, trying to understand what they do. Later a policeman yelling at the college by what they have smashed a glass bottle on the sand of the beach with a chain, and the policeman chained a speech where he shows his concern for the coming summer holiday on the same beach , bare foot. I wonder how her life is sad and empty he is concerned about this. All
the day I walk but no scavengers, no starlets, no film, only large hotels empty and looks like rich Russians mine mafia communist false. In the leather convertible, which would have had the ability by the price, to appease the horror of a great African city, the farther down the other side of the misty sea.

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Conundrum, 20 years.
(Conundrum: it is an English word that means a puzzle or a very difficult whose answer involves a pun.)

Thomas said
how you see yourself?
Conundrum said
in the mirror in my room, car windows, store fronts, in general I look crazy.
Thomas said
it's good to be a minimum crazy
Conundrum said
is because of my haircut rotten
Thomas said
a video clip that your score?
Conundrum said
Go with the flow Queens Of The Stone Age
Thomas said, for what reasons

Conundrum said
look at the AC speaks for itself, I still do not know if it's animation or live action retouched. it is a clip trichrome red black and white and it was one of the first times I realized that a clip could be artistic
Thomas said
the worst video for yourself?
Conundrum said
the worst in what sense? most zero or more disgusting?
Thomas said
the worst in the worst sense, either level or invalidity dégueulassité is you who see the direction that most affected your
Conundrum said
bah I say any clip biyatch pop with a voice that crescelle shimmying on a sample of a song that eventually more mythical look like nothing and sketch dieudonne also once but it was not funny at all ...
Thomas said
music for love?
Conundrum said
album Nosfell, Kälin Bla Lemsnit Dünfel Labyanit
Thomas said
for a nasty fuck?
Conundrum said
I would say a good nine inch nails type industrial or punish yourself, but I am passionate, never vicious lol ^ ^
Thomas said
vivieu forcmeent is not perverse or masochistic sado IOI, it can be ec vicieu just that 'fuck cest d ela
Conundrum said
not but it involves an element of shame of what we do, then there is no shame to kiss both that those involved take their foot
Thomas said
AC implies no shame in tt most cases the trick for me ... the bizarre plsu you arrived?
Conundrum said
I received a text message saying "hello" Conundrum "is married, you know when it is back from paris Emily?" And I know neither married nor Emily, nor the number that sent me this text message I ever knew who it was lol: D
Thomas said
simple mistake not
Conundrum said
well, hello "conundrum"? AC was addressed to me or else I think is a coincidence Mouloud
Thomas said
a word you love?
Conundrum said in
french or not necessarily?
Thomas said
told me the two
Conundrum said
in french I like bleeding, like the German word lied, it means song, I like the English word Greed, it means greed ...
Thomas said
t'e really a fool
Conundrum said
and you a philistine
Thomas said
yum, your drug of the moment?
Conundrum said
sitcoms
Thomas said that apart
Will And Grace
Conundrum said
House MD, How I Met Your Mother, The Big Bang Theory, Ally McBeal, and X-Files of time another, I have time to lose
Thomas said
sitcom is not for majoritée
Conundrum said
three out of 5 if, finally, we will not play on semantics, sitcom / tv series even fight
Thomas said
how you like your death?
Conundrum said
I hope to live long enough to die on March
Thomas said it is wrong
crossed .....
Conundrum said
I know: S
Thomas said
the end of humanity you see how?
Conundrum said
long, painful and without me
Thomas said
the most likely cause?
Conundrum said frankly there
so many that it's impossible to list, a mixture of causes climatic, demographic and gender politics that we would regress to the best in the Middle Ages, at worst the state has bacterial, which is a plausible possibility unfortunately
Thomas said
your greatest fear?
Conundrum said
fear has the con, I'm afraid of ghosts
Thomas said
is too religious for me as a vision
Conundrum said
me either but I do not believe n ' prevent that gives me the ball, just for it I've been traumatized by dark water, when I was already 19 years
Thomas said
your fantasy?
Conundrum said
a harem and be just as powerful, able to create anything from scratch, I am the artist a bit pete megalo
Thomas said
mégalomiaque a big dream is a fantasy that you enjoy the issue has not IOI not you ask?
Conundrum said
"but what you do not like almodovar?" as if the fact that I'm a fan of good movies that I necessarily meant all dung desired nickname, like those who read Bernard Werber connasses having the feeling of reading something highly original philosophical and the worst is that is that of chicks who ask me this question, which band of whores: D
Thomas said: pete
their nose ... a drink?
Conundrum said
the ice tea
Thomas said
fishing? lemon?
Conundrum said
and chivas, fishing
Thomas said
a god?
Conundrum said
is not really a god but if one day I think Hideo Kojima and he asked me to suck his dick I do
Thomas said
and swallow you?
Conundrum said we must not mess
not
Thomas said
age that love you have?
Conundrum said
mine but 50 years ago
Thomas said
a book?
Conundrum said
Tales of Mystery and Imagination Edgar Allan Poe and Hellboy
Thomas said the renowned author
you hate?
Conundrum said: Pff all
, Amelie Nothomb, Marc Levy, Bernard Werber, Houellebecque Frédéric Beigbeder, and that is that french contemporaries in general more and more it is deemed musty
Thomas said:
yes it is quite atrocious
Conundrum said
the only exception is The Road by Cormac McCarthy, who was excellent
Thomas said yes but
MacCarthy is beyond all these author you my City
Conundrum said
oula yes, far be it from me to compare
Thomas said
media is not an author
Thomas said
shimmying at the trays, etc. are highlights
Conundrum said no but the Pulitzer
AC because of the pub, and the book has enormous market in the U.S.
Thomas said
yes
Conundrum said
actually what I do not like is the book proceeds, the authors who write to sell
Thomas said
yes that's what I'm talking to you ... an obsession?
Conundrum said
my look
Thomas said
and what's the style of your style
Conundrum said
uh rotten: D I mean by this is that I bear no be sloppy, to have even microscopic stain, a section of scarf longer than the other etc. ... I need everything to be mastering to feel at ease
Thomas said it has the force of
see icons manga metrosexuel and ambiguous
Conundrum said
lol I'm neither ambiguous nor worry metrosexuel
Thomas said
I doubt ... the style of porn you'd be?
Conundrum said
something soft with a super good girl who masturbates
Thomas said
and porn that you would not?
Conundrum said
a porn genre gangsta with a poor girl who is abused by five black guys with giant cocks false
Thomas said:
and cum surreal kind of jet ski jet coming out of eleurs distort cock and little schoolboy who croivent before their dick has a problem
Conundrum said
voila exact
Thomas said
the most beautiful moment of your short life?
Conundrum said
lol ... well I'm thinking well I do not listen lol
Thomas said
the most violent thing ever happened to you?
Conundrum said
I can not make a difference, my father who tries to beat me up one day
Thomas said
for what reason?
Conundrum said
I remember even more and I think on the spot I did not understand
Conundrum said
my father never really liked the way I am ^ ^
Thomas said
probably irritated that your hair ... your preferred end of a story?
Conundrum said
the multiple purposes of silent hill 2 very very ambiguous
Thomas said
and your number one choice in all these purposes?
Conundrum said
or that we learn that he has in reality --- CENSORSHIP --- as if nothing had happened
Thomas said
is one of my purposes also preferred, in addition I had finished it was 3am in my underwear in my living clandestinely with the desire to cry.


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Interview 5: Saying I love you during sex with a biatch.


pinup Mimi, 16 years old (almost 17!).

Thomas said
how you see yourself?
Mimi pinup:
cmt her? physical or mental?!
Thomas said
both filing of thee that thou
Mimi pinup:
tan girl among else, May completemen stray revvve dune viiii of ouuuf!
Thomas said
your song of the moment ?
Mimi pinup:
music edc pub I reckon ..
Thomas said
what pub?
Mimi pinup:
A NAN is the sprite!
Thomas said
them ..... they still exist Ioi
Mimi pinup:
even the guy at the mountain, lol: P i dressed!
Thomas said: I see
aps dutout ok but if people read that we are, the ditent me ... your fear?
pinup Mimi: Yeah, I'd
?
Thomas said
not your answer to the question is that "fear thee?" the I ask what is your greatest fear
Mimi pinup:
ole .. No Comprendo ... seuleeeeeee to be!
Thomas said
ah bé voila you see that you understand girl
Mimi pinup:
buu
Thomas said
a smell you like?
Mimi pinup:
sweet almond, Hypnotik of dior, Mademoiselle Coco ... again? ^ ^
Thomas said: I was expecting
necessarily expensive tastes IOI smell that not love?
Mimi pinup:
gasoline!, The excrement, vomit 8-)
Thomas said
ca av're pretty normal in the end
Mimi pinup:
tkt!
Thomas said
how you see the end of al humanitée?
Mimi pinup:
is the undead that we eat and after the dinosor ye that eat the dead and living after ye gods who eat all! and explode the universe or when the mount of sea we will all drown
Thomas said
yeeeea gonna pop it as the end of the world
Mimi pinup:
: P toujourssss!
Thomas said
your fantasy? (Not necessarily sexual eh)
Mimi pinup:
AVC birds fly, miliardaire be, and do all the positions ds all possible places unimaginable e
Thomas said
yé continues like this and thou shalt fart 's universe
Mimi pinup:
your jealousy buu: P
Thomas said
of what? no it's cool to blow up the universe was a compliment
Mimi pinup:
I know I know (H) merciii!
Thomas said
a music video that you like? (Deflate your head)
Mimi pinup:
MDRR music ... you talking about?
Thomas said yes

Mimi pinup:
not
Thomas said
the worst video that 'your view on the net?
Mimi pinup:
ts with youMaman tn site with egg laaaaa (shockingtubes.com, the pot of rotten porn videos worst wandering digitally on our good old earth)
Thomas said: hehe I
'thy poor traumatized woman
pinup Mimi: yeah
mdrrr
Thomas said
and is going to have after eating a good macdo ....
Mimi pinup:
and Nemesis: D
Thomas said
I do not know how we made the video mixing scatophile and eel in the anus with a fatty meal at McDonald's ... I have the admiration for our courage taste
Mimi pinup:
mdrrr
Thomas said
your favorite movie?
Mimi pinup:
is jen pa kun!
Thomas said
selected
a pinup Mimi:
fight club, the escapees, born killer ... 3 cava: $
Thomas said
perfect ... well if I ask what is the worst movie you will still say that c 'I was with IOI
Mimi pinup:
OUIIII xD c true and more! ct o cinema! xD Funny Games (remake)
Thomas said
I bring that bad
Mimi pinup:
comm tu di .... ugly matouu
Thomas said
a word you love?
Mimi pinup:
sex, biatch, I love you
Thomas said
good mix
Mimi pinup:
you confess kiff: P
Thomas said
biatch ... not the most bizarre thing ever happened to you?
Mimi pinup:
no longer remember dune soiré ..
Thomas said
AC must be weird ... creepy
Mimi pinup:
the effect dlalcool MIXING medok koi .. always in a watertight Gein-_-!
Thomas said
never good ca ... a word you hate?
Mimi pinup:
asshole
Thomas said
against sodomy?
Mimi pinup:
no! a test ^ ^
Thomas said softly
test
Mimi pinup:
ltemps jai ..!
Thomas said
jespere that it to yourself girl, a sound you hate?
Mimi pinup:
chalk squeaks on the tablo ki or fork on lassiette
Thomas said
something violent happened to you?
Mimi pinup:
violent hurts?
Thomas said
whether physical or otherwise, just particularly violent
Mimi pinup:
5h dafilé take me, make me the next day dropped dla valentine
Thomas said
5h daffilé with the same guy ? love thee at least?
Mimi pinup: a stroke
com ga sa jai loved it! best doggie life xD dma
Thomas said :
played well slap the
Mimi pinup:
clap!
Thomas said
Clap
Thomas said
the worst job in the world?
Mimi pinup:
washing puppies
Thomas said
your last fight?
Mimi pinup:
few months, kan jsui alé kicked the girl ki fe ct take on a car per min ex .. long story!
(Yet not this girl is not a small rabble)
Thomas said
ok, your last drug taken?
Mimi pinup:
his back .. but my next stroke you: D your drug c its fragrant?: D
Thomas said
IOI sound ....
Mimi pinup:
such c: P
Thomas said: Okay ...
your drug today?
Mimi pinup:
the kuuuuu
(Yet not this girl is not nympho)
Thomas said
good drugs ... cd immortal?
Mimi pinup:
cd rap us that rocked my childhood along daemon
Thomas said
thou not recall the rapper?
Mimi pinup:
yen avé pretty basic ct dr dree, snoop tt sa!
Thomas said
ahh it not just Dr. Dre "2000" something with the background black pouch writing green
Mimi pinup: jen c
nothing gt baby ...
Thomas said
you die how you would love?
Mimi pinup:
jsui immortal
Thomas said
that's being young ... your preferred end of a story? (Film, comics, book ....)
Mimi pinup:
the end of all my film pref
Thomas said
chosen a particularly
Mimi pinup:
ba Mitik most cel fight club kan "" "CENSORSHIP" "" AVC musik placebo BEHIND "Where Is My Mind" (PIXIES PIXIES PIXIES The placebo and not poop their recovery .... shit)
Thomas said yes
nice time

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