hyy

zamykam oczy,

możesz zrobić ze mną co zechcesz...

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Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watching

All the commotion
The kiddie like play
Has people talking
Talking

You
Your sex is on fire

Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm driving

Soft lips are open
Them nuckles is pale
Feels like you're dying
Your dying

You
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste it

But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

You
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire

And so
Were the words to transpire

And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

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Do pomidora:

Jestem w stanie przyjąć krytykę, ale krytykę konstruktywną (jeśli wiesz co to znaczy). Ja z kolei uważam, że to Ty masz jakiś problem ze sobą.. bo bezpodstawne ocenianie kogoś i obrażanie, raczej normalnie nie jest.

Ja mam dorosnąć? To Ty piszesz do mnie ukrywając swoją tożsamość&.

Zastanów się nad sobą.