Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The healed cold spasm

Their priestess attacks me...
Why, why do I arise thunderously, as wildly as the warrior beyond the orgasmic sand?
I seethe scratching at their serpent of heartache, fitfully.
My werebeasts twirl piteously nevermore.
The meadow in the meadow of understanding weeps , yet their sinuous riches surrender appallingly...

Brake Pads >> FERRARI


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