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Iamerror Otras Canciones

: can I not tread on these unholy branches any longer? the ground is worn, my feet are stuck in god knows what. I would contemplate existentialist

: oh, yeah. I'm fucking useless. little black fat fuck, that's what I am. in recent news, I want to die. little black fat fuck. I'm a raven with no

: even from the beginning i knew you were useless your status ailments never fazed me can't you do anything without collapsing? the logic of your type

: she must have looked so beautiful spattered facedown on the tokyo street or better yet, trembling, in her hands a .45 millimeter invitation to

: ay, pobrecita. what a poor little girl pull the strings, she'd pirouette what an idealistic, faithful girl, sad eyed-puppy and you left her in a cardboard