pelelarun

one question I think about a lot is how fast I can run then it comes to my mind I don't run I certainly don't jump or lay in my bed like I was treating myself as someone whit a exiting life I try to make remarks on how fucked up ppl are or how weird someone can turn into someone u think of as been complexes or just restarted some of us grasp things such as drilling moments about life like it was meant to be but I prefer to stick a sausage on a bread eat whit ketchup mayonnaise tomato and ognions and palta why becoz its good taste awful when u don't look at it but ends been awesome when u have like five of does I'm done whit drugs I'm clean never been so tired and tend to think there is a better way to let little retards fake my entire life such problems are endless encounters whit aliens or girls ready to show there boobs I personally like it small but if a thin girl and big boobs comes up to me starts whit a joke and ends it whit a shag I can't resist