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Ilia is the deep cut on his chest Christ by Roman spear and weeping Magdalene not of made it this. It is the blood that did not run and the wound is kissed from her lips. Is not the bedsheet wrapped together and his ascension lvmh to heaven took him away from her permanently. Jealousy is the dance of Salome and akromatia her mother, Herodias. The bitten lips of the rocking of her body small and forth to her husband and her nails deep into the palms from tightening. It is hate that once gave birth and thoughts to syngenepsei with Medea. lvmh It is the poison on the palate of watching the inflated manhood of Herod and the desire to send in his heart with a bite there. Jealousy is the curved shape of the line. Is the aneurysm in the sequence of logical considerations, the broken tap on tap breathing and the Mora as a permanent threat nights.
In envy. I envy the certainty about your beauty, your confidence, genetically lvmh written "know" you for your impact those around you. I envy your independence, your first singular, it will "go", the "I'll go there," the "to lvmh run away, to drown." I envy all those who speak like to live with them every day and I do not I have never seen them. I envy you laugh without my humor that hurts without my teeth, that cry without my mistakes. I envy your being a thinking your family before me. I envy him who paints your nails before you licked, I envy you that the aesthetic akolouthaei routes which carved from my fingers, I envy your hairdresser who together decide on angles and colors. I envy everywhere and in duration. Location and time, although tends to plus infinity, paid to the last unit of measurement than jealousy. lvmh
I envy. I envy them that their work is their hobby and remains such even though they continue to exercise. I envy traveling south for viewing an eclipse and those in the north for a beer from under the Lights. I envy the "rotating Norman" made by nature idea of Robbins and her husband in Turkey, who did act of resistance against a power that startled at the sight of a property in the wild enthusiasm of the comings and goings. I envy the evrysterna boys and girls vathykolpa and envy their smiximo. I envy the affirmations to the question "are we going? "And lvmh urge the immediate departures. I envy the parentheses that close confiding and touch of fingers grope them. I envy the freedom. I envy albatrosses that fly to ride the Pacific.
I envy Manos Eleftheriou who wrote Hamlet Moon and Ulysses John wrote Small rigged. Lyrics lvmh that I'd like to 'han get their way was leaving from the my own pen, words in another universe would have come in this series after a command of my own neurons. Not easily but erased by a blast lights scenes. You need kindness eye of Mr. Manos and theatrical worlds constantly opening and shutting the curtain in front of his eyelids. And how to ask as booty only a sea that reaches the ladder? How to do without lvmh the kolopaidismo of Ulysses texts, without self-sarcasm is skin and grief that knows to slithers between each two joys?
I envy Zinedine Zidane. I envy that Gods decided that day to throw all their beauty and all their art somewhere in Marseille that he was born and had no patience and GPS to wait a few years and turn to Lefkada. I envy the way he walked and the way they run, the way passes and how
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Columns 100111100 Adventureland Beep! Between the Covers DZN Fri (ght) day Nights Handmade Stories Cooking with Hector Small Escapes No Superheroes Allowed lvmh Notorious Lives Horizontal and Vertical Angle Sci-zophrenia Spaz & the City Wonderland lvmh Trash & Treasures Design News Video Games Handmade Music Street Art Art Photo Computers lvmh Audio ! Video! Disco! Figure Day Stories Mouse Martin monkeys Podcasts The Song of the Day Gap culture thematically. Modules exchange column lvmh Tribute '80s Tribute to Pavlos Sidiropoulos Theme Free Theme Week: Erotica Theme Week: Future Theme Week: Snow Contributors Upper goat, Savvas Kristin ZZZ Myridakis, lvmh Georgia The Monkeys PAPALIOU Tasos not Peslac Sheep Lamb Baptist Alexander Serious Penguin Zampano Zyklon B Guests
Ilia is the deep cut on his chest Christ by Roman spear and weeping Magdalene not of made it this. It is the blood that did not run and the wound is kissed from her lips. Is not the bedsheet wrapped together and his ascension lvmh to heaven took him away from her permanently. Jealousy is the dance of Salome and akromatia her mother, Herodias. The bitten lips of the rocking of her body small and forth to her husband and her nails deep into the palms from tightening. It is hate that once gave birth and thoughts to syngenepsei with Medea. lvmh It is the poison on the palate of watching the inflated manhood of Herod and the desire to send in his heart with a bite there. Jealousy is the curved shape of the line. Is the aneurysm in the sequence of logical considerations, the broken tap on tap breathing and the Mora as a permanent threat nights.
In envy. I envy the certainty about your beauty, your confidence, genetically lvmh written "know" you for your impact those around you. I envy your independence, your first singular, it will "go", the "I'll go there," the "to lvmh run away, to drown." I envy all those who speak like to live with them every day and I do not I have never seen them. I envy you laugh without my humor that hurts without my teeth, that cry without my mistakes. I envy your being a thinking your family before me. I envy him who paints your nails before you licked, I envy you that the aesthetic akolouthaei routes which carved from my fingers, I envy your hairdresser who together decide on angles and colors. I envy everywhere and in duration. Location and time, although tends to plus infinity, paid to the last unit of measurement than jealousy. lvmh
I envy. I envy them that their work is their hobby and remains such even though they continue to exercise. I envy traveling south for viewing an eclipse and those in the north for a beer from under the Lights. I envy the "rotating Norman" made by nature idea of Robbins and her husband in Turkey, who did act of resistance against a power that startled at the sight of a property in the wild enthusiasm of the comings and goings. I envy the evrysterna boys and girls vathykolpa and envy their smiximo. I envy the affirmations to the question "are we going? "And lvmh urge the immediate departures. I envy the parentheses that close confiding and touch of fingers grope them. I envy the freedom. I envy albatrosses that fly to ride the Pacific.
I envy Manos Eleftheriou who wrote Hamlet Moon and Ulysses John wrote Small rigged. Lyrics lvmh that I'd like to 'han get their way was leaving from the my own pen, words in another universe would have come in this series after a command of my own neurons. Not easily but erased by a blast lights scenes. You need kindness eye of Mr. Manos and theatrical worlds constantly opening and shutting the curtain in front of his eyelids. And how to ask as booty only a sea that reaches the ladder? How to do without lvmh the kolopaidismo of Ulysses texts, without self-sarcasm is skin and grief that knows to slithers between each two joys?
I envy Zinedine Zidane. I envy that Gods decided that day to throw all their beauty and all their art somewhere in Marseille that he was born and had no patience and GPS to wait a few years and turn to Lefkada. I envy the way he walked and the way they run, the way passes and how
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