‘ 𝑙𝑙 , 𖥎 11's portrait, sheiro. .. 𐘃

Jeans-Boy running here and there and being called that he is really the ideal. "Boyfriend Material" is really an effective impression that women really love, I not only admit that good looks are always eternal in life. Shoes lives on with all things grand, this time out with my boy buying pizza. Get that head out of the car to get the wind you want, really? A rich girl already prays for me to appear in her dreams, even though I don't really want to. Obsession arises, it seems like you don't need to go to college this time but who will make a girl scream loudly and hysterically? Doing something normal maybe basketball, take off your shirt and show those muscles.

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𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁; the crazy bastard thirsty for passion walks into a nightclub with loud music blaring every side and puffs of cigarette smoke everywhere. Lots of people making out in the open, not wanting to rent a room. Ordering his favorite liquor, until the bar there already memorized once. He took out a cigarette and lit it, inhaling deeply as if it were an antidote to all his problems today. Her boyfriend cheated on her until she got pregnant, what a jerk. A bitch approached him, teased, let the bitch huas caress it do anything. He needs an outlet, he's a jerk too, motherfucking bastard.

𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁; the crazy bastard thirsty for passion walks into a nightclub with loud music blaring every side and puffs of cigarette smoke everywhere. Lots of people making out in the open, not wanting to rent a room. Ordering his favorite liquor, until the bar there already memorized once. He took out a cigarette and lit it, inhaling deeply as if it were an antidote to all his problems today. Her boyfriend cheated on her until she got pregnant, what a jerk. A bitch approached him, teased, let the bitch huas caress it do anything. He needs an outlet, he's a jerk too, motherfucking bastard.

A friendly and cool hat, gaunt cheeks and lips that kept on talking all along. He threw away his cigarette butt when his mother entered the house, but the smoke was still everywhere making him panic. Pearless; Hot; Respect, a little naughty but hide it and also he's not a guy who will hire girls for 50$ or whatever. Playing a classic music video "that's not the 80s, don't repeat anything and talk about the past" hey his mind got smart for a second. Although, his test scores were probably stuck between a seven or an eight, leading to a mess of just waking up hair and the bed he gave to mom.

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“sit in front of the fireplace and watch the fire burn” the mind continues to struggle with lust but reason always wins and will always be the guide of all. Dried blood was visible near the person's sharp eyes, his long eyelashes fell slightly due to the battle, those thin lips looked deathly pale. Regretting one's actions is a hobby when one has made a mistake. I now understand the crime committed upon myself when breaking the bow and destroying the bow. It's like a sinner as if cursed and lamenting something that can't go back to being a degenerate human weakness.