Wailing of a Chilean saints cry for
could read a little ... I could cry with the saints to hear the prayers I ask
could be a victim of the sky, I would say that everything I have, the less I want.
what would do if, but only to get me off the fucking Antoinette sometimes put make me arrogant and petulant.
should do but for what, if she has complete control over me, over my actions. Fuciona
like that to my fucking skull, my head.
could say that at this moment I am in the Trianon, singing, dancing, living, re
that bitch that everything is being fucking perfect, that the queen makes me feel at Versailles, neither I understand some times. Trianon
while I'm dancing in and watch the sky so distracted as she showed me what I could
also carry on to dance to this place, I could (we) all, could I force you to feed me their internal juices of mine and I tell him to lie with me and I would do the same
because I am the (SU) Queen and I rule here.
this woman has me stuck in the so called pink bubble but now is more red than ever.
and all because of HIM, if HIM! and I love her crotch and mine, I give
what you want and to me .... that is enough. (I love it if you love from here until the end of that day ... I'm so in love, no longer makes love with myself) makes my heart
not know want to see it again.
could cry to the saints, please tell me not to drop the hem .-
could the saints weep for me please do not burn the trianon
the saints may weep for me to please not be rotting the heart.
the saints may weep and become a victim of the sky.
and if I listen, and would not winged but those bastards.
promote my blog that I changed the link for the third time
http://santos-de-blasfemias.blogspot.com
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