nothing makes me happier than being happy.
why is it necessary to own such a house? and to make it more ridiculous it needs work.
stretch the plum that whistles in the clouds.
wonder how much the thieves actually stole from the near bankrupt bank. "sorry sir, all we've got here is this old faded […]
time is filled with green pages of loneliness.
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