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Nice to see you, too, bb/rat.
Until half past four in the morning, I was chatting with my friend, I was distracted once by a shank, but you are right - libido dangles around zero, there is almost no erection, but I still got the result, it took about an hour. Both under the bacle and under the lyre, the perception of the beautiful, external and internal beauty of the world is greatly increased, all kinds of art forms are revealed in a new way. So once under the groove, I also looked at the beauty of the human body in a new way, but the buckle then, as you correctly write, pulls into lust (perhaps not the dirtiest and rudest, but still). Lyra - no, here you can contemplate for a long time and with ecstasy, but the dick is in no hurry to get involved in this. But still to think experimentally to call the courtesan next time, at least to look at the body and touch with all the appropriate tenderness. Well, let's see.
I have five lyres left, I think I need to order again, and I can take palexia right away. On the subject of art forms - yesterday included Gabriela Mendes - "Tradição". Like, a girl from Africa, a beautiful record, pleasant, enthusiastically listening. Under different drugs, a variety of musical canvases come.
Not so long ago, I finished tramadol, there was 200 mg of everything, I usually eat 300. Well, I think since the pharmacy reported a wonderful mix of slippers and lyrics, then, you see, the lyrush will go well to the tram. I threw 150 lira on 200 trams, went to a bar with my friends, they have beer, I have crimson lemonade. Nice evening, cozy. It was so nice, so good. The lyrics removed all the sideways of the tram, as if they had never been. Very good mix. When I took a taxi home at night, I closed my eyes, so my dreams began. The tram was almost gone, and you're dreaming.
Minus lira, price. I'm not exactly a beggar, and I've saved up for a couple of lems, but you look at the price and think that the sold overkill. However, there is no other option, lol. Oh, yeah, the other downside is that I'm really into smoking. Last night, a pack of cigarettes flew away. You smoke one, you reach for the other. I wish I'd never fucking tried a cigarette.