How Many Inches In Girth Is A Toilet Paper

is time to (dis) order of ideas. It's time to tell the truth. It's time to shout "Enough
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is time to rebuke the air, to see if the echo of a scream go anywhere. It's time to scratch the palms of the hands and bite your tongue until it bled, aunqe always a good time for that. Bleeding. When you think you've removed everything, "plop" drops still pouring from the wound. Open wounds
an entire summit of open wounds. A mass of viscera, pain and gaps insurmountable.
you're losing in gaps of unconsciousness, a whirlwind that takes you to the middle of nowhere, there is only emptiness. There are empty and there are tears. ! Come on, cry! that means you're alive right? At least when I came here I said that.
Enrabietate in the darkness of mental and hit a slum walls in your head until you get a headache. They are just a lot of inner demons pulling your gyri like spaghetti. A food fight in your head.
Food and hunger and blood and brains. But above all, hungry. Hunger for food and something you do not know what it is, do not even know if it exists. Needs
disordered (dis) order and chaos. Who the fuck established that the order was correct.
is time to cry enough! and scratched his face, it's time to come clean, saying "I have not changed, I'm still the same." It's time to beat his chest and look ahead, and damn you kneel to the ground while praying to heaven.
deaf ears and blind eyes. Just see what you want to see, just you listen to what you want to hear. Frustration
, need to let go little by little.
As a helium balloon, rising and waving to a safe place and above, where even the clouds rub against you.
Roces. Erode the surface, almost eat erode bone.
must be broken into pieces and dsperdigarlos in space to avoid that. You have to give a fragment, let see only portions of a truth too big, not to fall prostrate consumed and ultimately in a pile of shit
tiny and insignificant.
A That's what it all comes down to putting cheeks of countless different faces that are not even yours truly.
And every day a mask and dance let's get this nonsense
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