The Gauloises are good and have won first place in the ranking of my favorite cigarettes!
That strange voice, that voice strange. Sterile, aseptic.
And if suddenly exploded and just talk?
They told me that writers can not speak for us, as we like is impossible. Yes, because we write. We are writers and not speak. We use the breath just to breathe.
And writing is so beautiful, but I understand that not everyone likes writing, prefer speech to writing. I prefer a book to tell me to love me than words, insecure, unstable, forgotten.
and blablabla. I'm sick.
There is a mosquito that I swear if I still rests on the skin will kill her!
The title of the post is due to the inscription on cigarettes: smoking kills. rauchen tödlich sein kann.
And I kill.
My lyricism I'll keep it only for those who will appreciate it then. ♥ Fuck
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