I open my eyes to that which surrounds me, though I do not know it is real. I know you know, I can see it in your eyes. Seems like the world is running away from good will towards a bad one. Seems like not much left is really real, or not part of sun-beams that feel all dry and cold, or so you're told, when it's never time to go outside. Seems like there's not much left around us, except for concrete jungles, and you still bumble about day to day on the way to have your brains smashed. Seems like you should just say what you think you might say, some day if not today, but it doesn't really matter anyways.

Robert Adamant - go to this post

Reminder that I have a hot wife with tastefully large breasts.

REMINDER THAT YOU ARE A SAD VIRGIN WHO LIVES WITH HIS MOM. DIE BITCH

l Hate Robert - go to this post

REMINDER THAT YOU ARE A SAD VIRGIN WHO LIVES WITH HIS MOM. DIE BITCH

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