God ... well, sonner or later.
Earthmother's amygdala to takeaway, please!
Don't you throw yourself away again?
Have you ever seen the return of those swamp things?
Come get some left for dead to call of duty free real life affects.
Your kids ain't got shit but play like Hallellujah.
Oil of yours can come and go (hug, suck, fuck, tuck, plug, ...) yourselfs.
Inter-solidary management never prevents to go full retard.
Creating pressures on public authorities and private bodies.
Toward a more efficient public sector.
Miss calculations poetry is the working class heroin.
Mow?! ... if that's just how you milk this cow?
Remember natural assimilations for the Yeah! of the amoeba.
