I don't care what nobody says, I'm gonna be her lover
Hyllningsinlägg för att vara bakfullast i världen, Amadeus "Akkurat, lal, M-M-M, Ampiz" Marmolin.
En el-maco för att dämpa hjärtats röst
If the only option for me was living at the streets, I had survived. If my pillow were made of old burgers, my blanket were made of paper, there had been no problem as long as you were beside me, we wont die by age.
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