Panic
When it comes to breathin' ; livin' the life, I guess we are all the same boolshits, running after I dont konw what, so the only thing is to eat frittes and to shit sometimes (to have more place in the stomach to eat fritte). sinon la putain i fai trop froid merde, i me fo une biere ... elle est ou ma ibere ... bibi ... misti bich ...
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ça arrive...
pas nique ? o_°
ya rafi9 a 5ouya ach 3amel, dima nitfakkrek rani!
salam a 3outh3outh, keep it up and dima bagla liha ;)
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