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flashes of light in front of my eyes pictures of yesterday evening, the dialogues are catching up with noise in the ears.
Curtain all this short film Tsvetyuechek with the words – “I WILL LOVE”, and then.
darkness.

I rub whiskey, a fig.

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That’s all, enough of drooling to dissolve on homophobic natural, it’s time to report your awakening.
– Sunny, enough to send thankful prayers to the gods of sex, come to me, – I patted the bed with my palm.
It has developed, in the literal sense of words.

Ass on the heels, chest to the knees and trying it all with their own.
hands secure.
Head raised, eyes on the floor of the face, with reddened whites, wet.
Will cry? The mouth is open and, it seems, the jaw has fallen off, the complexion from pale spilled over into crimson, beauty.
Slightly crawled back, eyes popping, trying to say something, and only groans pulled out.
– Bunny, repeat, but something I do not understand? Wait, now I’ll bring some water, ”I rushed to the bathroom, even took a pill from my head.
Hanging
Sits in the same position, only eyes in the side of the bed mow, estimates the distance, his jeans are lying there.
Fuck you, florist! I went right up to him, stretched a pill with water, twisted my caring face, and he otgrebat back again, I would probably also escape if I had one hundred and ninety-six centimeters of naked unfamiliar body hanging over me.
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