long, long time ago. ^ ^ About four weeks.
is Well for now, plenty of time.
Because great people we have in Saxony-Anhalt, two weeks of beautiful, graceful, unique Pentecost ....
Wooohoooo:) ...
So, the only thing I Today is forecast.
"I hate the sun." -.- XD
The sun is old, has been around quite long, but this is new =)
fresh from the market.
♥ ♥ organ transplantation
rain, rainy impressions in the sky and on the wet ground.
Rainy impressions on the streets of the crowded city.
drizzle.
pattering against the windows of the prefabricated homes.
buckets from the sky to be dumped on dry souls.
The asphalt gets a new color to stimulate rich colors.
How nice!
The tram drives me home. My feet take me to an apartment of quite a few in this building.
my apartment. Small, no space, no place, except for my broken heart.
The last I left it in the bedroom.
Since, most of them.
In my small apartment, it is teeming with that institution.
Some are quite large, others are rarely seen. But I see them all. Each individual.
I cleaned it so many times, all neatly packaged in the sealed, and placed on the street.
've been waiting by the window.
days and nights. Waiting to be picked up the boxes. Nothing
happened. Eventually I got it then left. I have allowed them that they can stay here. I think that's a nice gesture from me.
Otherwise, I do not like me so.
My legs are too long for my torso.
My eyes are somewhat far apart.
The mouth is too small and does badly in terms of kisses.
I have a huge nose and even bigger feet.
But far too small breasts.
I am absolutely ugly!
proud But because I'm saving. I am saving for a change. A physical change that finally makes me beautiful.
Thank you doctors!
The small apartment, my apartment is, exposed to a porno-like male voice.
you will come soon. I'm looking forward to the body.
I fight my way through the heart. If anyone is unfamiliar, and there are many strangers, as they disturb. Since they are always so loud.
heart penetrate into my head.
Not in my chest, but in my head.
crawl, my brain turns to anchor along there.
stay there.
My apartment has a nice bed. I'm always nice.
every night. Every night. For every stranger. This is my calling.
do I like to make things better.
The body is pretty, very pretty even. Since long time a very exciting body.
Nestled on mine. Penetrates into me.
Even in my soul, in my heart, in my brain.
The body makes it fun. The porn voice confirms the game. Our game in bed.
bed game.
The winner? Both of us!
The bed rumpled, my pretty bed, no longer beautiful. But the stranger is still the same.
Gives me only my prize.
top prize, it was not today. But
.
Every stranger is one.
I count also has to count, so you want to save.
for my change. For my wonderful change.
for only me. Thank you stranger!
Make everything nice again. Neat. Accurate. Satisfactory.
Find my lingerie.
an organ.
His body.
His heart.
stranger leave it here.
Will not miss it!
you give it to me. But that does not help me with my change.
hearts are loud. Scream.
yelling at me. All
confused.
suits me.
"Ne pas m'oublie.
»Do not forget me.
"Do not forget me.
International institutions have to fill my apartment, my small apartment,
strangers come from everywhere.
I try all disposed of again.
If I am changed.
This beautiful change in the hospital.
Lying in bed then only two bodies. My
.
And the single, handsome stranger. The is no longer strange. A nice
confidant.
My confidant, forever.
He gets my body and I his institution.
organ transplantation are beautiful.
Thank you doctors in white!
for the beauty and grafting.
is Well for now, plenty of time.
Because great people we have in Saxony-Anhalt, two weeks of beautiful, graceful, unique Pentecost ....
Wooohoooo:) ...
So, the only thing I Today is forecast.
"I hate the sun." -.- XD
The sun is old, has been around quite long, but this is new =)
fresh from the market.
rain, rainy impressions in the sky and on the wet ground.
Rainy impressions on the streets of the crowded city.
drizzle.
pattering against the windows of the prefabricated homes.
buckets from the sky to be dumped on dry souls.
The asphalt gets a new color to stimulate rich colors.
How nice!
The tram drives me home. My feet take me to an apartment of quite a few in this building.
my apartment. Small, no space, no place, except for my broken heart.
The last I left it in the bedroom.
Since, most of them.
In my small apartment, it is teeming with that institution.
Some are quite large, others are rarely seen. But I see them all. Each individual.
I cleaned it so many times, all neatly packaged in the sealed, and placed on the street.
've been waiting by the window.
days and nights. Waiting to be picked up the boxes. Nothing
happened. Eventually I got it then left. I have allowed them that they can stay here. I think that's a nice gesture from me.
Otherwise, I do not like me so.
My legs are too long for my torso.
My eyes are somewhat far apart.
The mouth is too small and does badly in terms of kisses.
I have a huge nose and even bigger feet.
But far too small breasts.
I am absolutely ugly!
proud But because I'm saving. I am saving for a change. A physical change that finally makes me beautiful.
Thank you doctors!
The small apartment, my apartment is, exposed to a porno-like male voice.
you will come soon. I'm looking forward to the body.
I fight my way through the heart. If anyone is unfamiliar, and there are many strangers, as they disturb. Since they are always so loud.
heart penetrate into my head.
Not in my chest, but in my head.
crawl, my brain turns to anchor along there.
stay there.
My apartment has a nice bed. I'm always nice.
every night. Every night. For every stranger. This is my calling.
do I like to make things better.
The body is pretty, very pretty even. Since long time a very exciting body.
Nestled on mine. Penetrates into me.
Even in my soul, in my heart, in my brain.
The body makes it fun. The porn voice confirms the game. Our game in bed.
bed game.
The winner? Both of us!
The bed rumpled, my pretty bed, no longer beautiful. But the stranger is still the same.
Gives me only my prize.
top prize, it was not today. But
.
Every stranger is one.
I count also has to count, so you want to save.
for my change. For my wonderful change.
for only me. Thank you stranger!
Make everything nice again. Neat. Accurate. Satisfactory.
Find my lingerie.
an organ.
His body.
His heart.
stranger leave it here.
Will not miss it!
you give it to me. But that does not help me with my change.
hearts are loud. Scream.
yelling at me. All
confused.
suits me.
"Ne pas m'oublie.
»Do not forget me.
"Do not forget me.
International institutions have to fill my apartment, my small apartment,
strangers come from everywhere.
I try all disposed of again.
If I am changed.
This beautiful change in the hospital.
Lying in bed then only two bodies. My
.
And the single, handsome stranger. The is no longer strange. A nice
confidant.
My confidant, forever.
He gets my body and I his institution.
organ transplantation are beautiful.
Thank you doctors in white!
for the beauty and grafting.
