2010-11-10 - 11:58 p.m.
Passing through visible ducts, the jack cheese is heated up to melt, our love is approaching 350 degrees Anders Fahrenheit and weird pains continue to plague the legs of 15 year olds around this country whose shape defies all metaphors.
Justice Cooper, where have you been? two tumors, or clumps of dirt, the projects and erasable lines of the earth tend to find a place to pause He said so many interesting and energizing things on no budget whatsover.
It's not meant to be such a struggle
It's not meant to give such strife
Come on in and walk around. In a hot air balloon, the heat makes everything expand, the basket becomes a place to have a nice period of relaxation. never got outside so much as outside got inside. Sounds Jewish / and a scotch bit Mormon frankly.
