I decided that something had to be done.
You sadden me slightly, oppenheimer is your ego.
Lucky
Wtf?
Nagyon szeretlek.
Yeah, You’re the cool of the water, you’re the start of the summer. You keep me still like an anchor, in a storm you’re the cellar. And when I’m heavy with worry you make me light as a feather. When I’m deafened by anger you’re the
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