I consume these red days and their dirty thirsts with Venusian vigor, so you mustn't say I am not trying to improve. It's those horrible peacocks of girls that lift their dresses instead of thinking, lips swelling and eyes falling, those you must worry about. All those handsome disabilities of theirs creep the sky, and the wind becomes nicotine,
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<3youLaws!
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"fuzzy duck" is such a comforting phrase.
it reminds me of the ducklings they used to sell on the streets during barangay fiestas. but they dye the feathers of the poor things. :(
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