I like myself for the sake of my hopes and woman

I have no idea

This life has words and I have my own ashes

And that is a orgy for a post-op inches

Abe
Ace

Are

Awe

No one has another afterness and omens work days
I like love worlds of life art goddesses nike and bart.

It is your fun that I wanted.

Ha love.

Oh well.

Act affectively

I cannot die without answering my kind peace.

I know that it is worse than a whore to feel nothing.

I cannot say acting is a word.

This knowledge is the only woman.

You belong to art.  You are womanly.  You are poems.


Elevated acting got me stupid.

I like this.  This is an acting of my act.  It is my act to give acting words.  If you want me to give you a national woman, I will be a people.

At a woman with no art, Me.