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I fought for calling this thing, I didnt knows what to call it, you know their that wants what does I call it, and I sat down for the ages that try to think about something, I didnt so I chipped it of in another part

I never thought that bloguearía, I will treat and I will maintain so much of it in small as possible as you seem ready like you are as all to break the conventions of the grammar, screws this crap, loose behind and put a P in the grammpar now its gramppar not grammpar. spekll, etc.

At present I enjoy a variety of things, that I cause whines without doubt in about of in here, like I am some class of intelligent sensitive is done of metal with 8 tentacles that force in the informatioo in the brain, music/books/film/games/food/drink/comedy/eight.

My existence is puntuada by flatulence, that signifies that some of my prayers they leave like this ‘...}];;.

I enjoy currencies that balance in my tips of finger, does I feel me as has 5 tiny queens that grow out of the palm of the hands and that is truly a magical feeling.

yes, I remain without the things to say, in this oh cliched of blogs, where looks I him seen the reader directly, oh my hof, what medium of thius, I put me the need that this to be felt as writes these so people can read it, I it perhaps put in a type of tiny letter and then you have to copy it on and re to read it or the crap, Something as I Will Propose something, the worry put.

The hands tell me to invade.

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I struggled to name this thing, i didnt know what to call it, you know its like what do i call it, and i sat for ages trying to think of something, i didnt so i nicked it from somewhere else

i never thought i would blog, i will try and keep as much of it in lowercase as possible as you appear clever as you are being like all breaking the grammar conventions, fuck this shit, lets go back and put a p in grammpar now its gramppar not grammpar. spekll, etc.

Currently i am enjoying a variety of things, which i will no doubt whine on about on here, like i am some kind of intelligent sentient being made of metal with 8 tentacles forcing in informatioo into my brain, music/books/film/games/food/drink/comedy/eight.

My existence is punctuated by flatulence, which means some of my sentences come out like this '...}];;.

i enjoy balancing coins on my finger tips, it makes me feel like i have 5 tiny queens growing out of the palm of my hands and that is truely a magical feeling.

yeah, i'm running out of things to say, in this oh cliched of blogs, where look i'm dressing you the reader directly, oh my hof, what can thius mean , i dont want this to feel like i am writing this so people can read it, i might put it in a tiny font and then you have to copy it over and re read it or shit, something like that, i'll come up with something, dont worry.

my hands are telling me to invade.

Click these:

The News read by a prostitute.

Dyslexic Child Leaves Nothing to Chance

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