I am free from your spell baby.
I woke up in Bizarre Nakedness..
Seeing through the roof
but there was not a single star to behold
Someone has just perform an autopsy to the vast open sky
Who is it ? Damn it
The noonday has done it again
Spoilt it all..
You ain't gonna spoilt my Bizarre Nakedness.. you morons
I cast you away Oh ye noonday
sigh.. I am just the son of Skiva
Bursting colgateless misty breath into thin air
So weak
No power...
Succulent ; dwelling in own delight
Yet..
My last 300 battles of hope..
My typographic aerial view of pink Blanket..
Charge you and defend this piece of land ;full of milk and honey
Do not be weary
It's just Celine Dion Bursting in nourishment from the Altec Lansing.
Celine Dion?
Alas, The 300 is slain to the valley of death...
Like a tiny wave of blasted TNT in mining pool...
The pink Blanket swift as fast as Mach 5 Thunderbird in the aviation Museum
oH...Yea 300 just could not resist
the temptations of whore
the chinese has declare
Hero cannot pass through the gates of the beauty flesh at sight : Dasar Ekonomi Baru
ArticleS 12 of the 21 acts.
Fuck what I say ; You don't mean shit now
Oh Oh..ahahah yea yea..
Redeem yourself.
hey..now only I notice the search result doggie laid down to sleep when you do not search...
Errr...what is it?
Wake up man...
The angels contemplate no more
Stop acting ; soup up with autism
It's a brand new day
The slyness of coveting Lazy Sunday is here
Yes..the angels has left the worship chamber
some left the catheral
Some left the wISma
Most left the shoplots
At most.. some attending the to the wedding counselling session
The musicians having lunch at KFC
Some at Hai Foong vEgeterians
Some just polish their zippy horns.. and puffing marlboro
OKOK.. I am coming to my senses.
The phone rang
" Where are you?"
" I am at home lah"
"I am downstair oredi.."
Hey Jude is blasting via Altec Lansing.. The Gregorians are chanting
Ciao
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