Monday, December 6, 2010
Brazillian Waxing Shapes
The doctor looks at me, I'm almost a cutout of myself. Concerned about the absence of blood, my mother is concerned about the absence of blood, everyone is concerned about the absence of blood, watch the trash, are appalled. The absence of blood is just my body's reaction to the lack of food, the sadness, the chain that pulls each time someone leaves. My body is swallowed blood instead of throw, to recycle, feedback, to keep the previous state. I say take pills, do not want, why now? You have been disarranged the body until you are back as before, not bad, yes, give cancer, I do not want to suffer, that's not is as & iacu
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