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- üşenirken yapılan saçmalıklar5
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- egay sucukcu4
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- 17 haziran 2026 avusturya ürdün maçı3
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bir şiirdir.
No surprises are in store for me, yet I face life with an optimistic viewpoint. I will not be let down.
The music is a reminder that true love waits, and it will always lift my spirits when
I am pondering the idioteque notions of mortality, immortality and JUSTice
This is why I feel lucky.
Sleeping is hard, so I take melatonin, and now I sleep a lot which has made me fitter/happier.
The other day I went to Palo Alto, I was quite the tourist there. I was thinking about you.
I went into the store to buy polythelene (parts 1 and 2), and when I walked out i almost got hit by some killer cars.
Stupid car.
I was in the city to go rock climbing. I love climbing up the walls.
They say anyone can play guitar. I can't. If they asked me to Prove Yourself I could not.
My friend Lewis [Mistreated] lives in Lurgee. He invented the Airbag, or so he tells me.
"That's How I Made My Millions" he says.
He likes to follow me around, but I don't mind because we are friends. He isn't really a creep.
I call him faithless the wonder boy... don't ask me why.
The other day me and Lewis were talking and I told him "stop whispering!" even though he was shouting. It was funny.
Lewis: you never wash up after yourself. Please start doing it. It is gross.
As I sung the national anthem in class the other day, after the morning bell rung I realized that i might be wrong.
Luckily I didn't care. I don't care about the dollars and cents.
They decided to blow out me, through a window (i was living in a glass house, life in a glass house isn't so bad)
so now I am dead, and people will sing and I will sulk.
if only... bullet proof... I wish I was.
No surprises are in store for me, yet I face life with an optimistic viewpoint. I will not be let down.
The music is a reminder that true love waits, and it will always lift my spirits when
I am pondering the idioteque notions of mortality, immortality and JUSTice
This is why I feel lucky.
Sleeping is hard, so I take melatonin, and now I sleep a lot which has made me fitter/happier.
The other day I went to Palo Alto, I was quite the tourist there. I was thinking about you.
I went into the store to buy polythelene (parts 1 and 2), and when I walked out i almost got hit by some killer cars.
Stupid car.
I was in the city to go rock climbing. I love climbing up the walls.
They say anyone can play guitar. I can't. If they asked me to Prove Yourself I could not.
My friend Lewis [Mistreated] lives in Lurgee. He invented the Airbag, or so he tells me.
"That's How I Made My Millions" he says.
He likes to follow me around, but I don't mind because we are friends. He isn't really a creep.
I call him faithless the wonder boy... don't ask me why.
The other day me and Lewis were talking and I told him "stop whispering!" even though he was shouting. It was funny.
Lewis: you never wash up after yourself. Please start doing it. It is gross.
As I sung the national anthem in class the other day, after the morning bell rung I realized that i might be wrong.
Luckily I didn't care. I don't care about the dollars and cents.
They decided to blow out me, through a window (i was living in a glass house, life in a glass house isn't so bad)
so now I am dead, and people will sing and I will sulk.
if only... bullet proof... I wish I was.
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