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15.11.2019 02:53
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Looking in the confused jungle, eager to get the real treasure, but unable to break away from the dark claws, but also pulled into a layer of darkness: where the end is at the end! End! The end of the night! Walking in the empty jungle, trying to get to the right path, but unable to resist the fear of darkness, was brought to the next night: Where is the light? bright! The bright path, flying in the endless night, trying to find a bright path, but unable to reject the hunger and thirst, and was brought into the food: food! food! food! I don't know who took off my shoes, walked barefoot on the gravel road, the pain was unbearable, I couldn't get the pain of suffering from the food, and I was dragged into the next nightmare, so tired! rest! rest! The glass slag on the floor scratched my skin, the soles of the feet were scarred, I wanted to treat the wounds, but I couldn't get rid of the pain of the scars, and then I was kicked off the cliff, so scary! It��s terrible! it hurts! The charcoal in the ground burned my soles, and the burning pain at my feet felt the pain of the arrow-like heart. I wanted the cold water, the hot charcoal, but I couldn��t smooth the scars and was pushed down again. The salty salt water is pouring into my nose and mouth Carton Of Cigarettes, so uncomfortable! Uncomfortable! Powerless! The endless sea water filled my mouth and nose Marlboro Gold, slowly sinking into the sea, suffering from the pressure, the body like a dough, the lifebuoy? Let me float to the surface! However, it was unable to solve the pressure on the whole body. Once again, it was pushed down and the face was sore, and my cheeks were licking my cheeks. Finally, I couldn��t get rid of the feeling that the ribs, calves, skulls and shoulder blades were broken. Finally, it��s over. In front of me, I found these jungles, dark nights, hunger and thirst, stone glass slag, fire carbon, sea water, and abyss. Isn't that my desire? Gradually numb in the endless desires, lost self, lost self Online Cigarettes, and finally lost in desire, forget the original intention. If a person's desire can be less, the jungle can become a park, the night can become a day, the stone can become a jade, the glass slag can become a candy, the fire carbon can become a grass, and the abyss can become a beautiful family? |
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