I could never even think that the render that kept me alive so long wound me so much and so slowly.
disgusts me your every gesture of contempt and I will be a gap which oxidizes and creates crostra that never heals. Never. And on top of ant'm still in your nest for the utopian belief damn, when you should walk a thousand miles of this redoubt. But where am I going? I have no place.
believe in respect and not to run, to run it and not charge him. Welcome. As a black bug without direction or prescribed cadence. Being a bitch ant shit and not have bug company less than three forests around. Because I found in that ppg, have wanted to show the depths of the video, having smelled Monterrubio, because in 36 hours not enough time for more. Having lived so long and now have to smell both dead.
For all this I feel disgust that fills me and I drown in the shit that surrounds us. To you and me.
Ant I became, you know, and you're bigger. Neither I nor I can or I will, no damage. For a lot of shit I will always want to eat vomit and reconsider, because I will not but believe in the impossible. And this is it. But nothing is, therefore, believe in it.
seek not just a friendly greeting between an ant and a wild animal either. Not anymore. Just look for your honesty, for pride only creates obstruction and nothing else. Pride is not until it bursts into a single and then [...]¿ that ?[...] not deserve.
I suffer the evil of masochism and the same hatred generate me turn it into love later vomiting and I have to swallow.
remain Ant and I hope you feel tingling in the arms and fingers. animal I hope to never be your kind and have you, however, as a reference in what. remain Ant and I hope you feel tingling in the arms and legs. But I hope and desire, never to be me tingling actor.
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