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Before I sleep. Category: Blogging
I think of landscapes and castles in Italy. Film like Warhol Frankenstein to gasper noe carne and kanon. I feel happy enough to suffocate til no hope with succeeding towards my goal onto good if resist.. can make it...if not smothered Cloudy sunnyday. My perfect white girl and me only. Tell me "You made it this far take some nap placing your head on my legs. " If you are reading books ...Im closing my eye hiding my ugly face with my hands trying to see the Scape of nostalgic europe sky colored cloudy and sunlight dim to much as summer days. pull my hair and tell me. "GUY. NO ONES AROUND YOU AND ME. HOW DO YOU FEEL? EXPRESS YOURSELF.I answered "I WANT MY CHILD VERY BEAUTIFUL YOUR STYLES AND SKIN NEVER LET ANYBODY" "Right on... Right on... I just want to see you expressing feeling towards me."She says. I answered "Am I enough for you. You are squeezing my ear stop?" She says. "Yuto Hirata be ninja. Its getting dark.. to bungalow! " Sure. Im in bungalow eating dinner together with my perfect white girl. I smile. Its getting storm outside and all we have is dim light from European design light. Finally I can lay my head on her heart and feel body temperature touching her hair and sleep in warmth of her motherly love.. your hand on my backside of neck holding my head strongly to your heart looking sideways. All I can hear is your comfortable heartbeat and sound of storm outside.
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