(forgot what) Grief to pity. Geller to Pavel. Father's grief today...pityful pavel. Or gay further play. anyhow, GP. Go persistant. Guy presides. Gentle penis. Grab partake. I'd grab me another spring roll even tho it's after 4am, and partake and eating it. But aint none left so I'm beat on both. Back to kayla, beggar bum start with same letter. Be boyish too. I ain't too boyish. As far as my begging for a dollar what more could I speak on towards you...with out scenario and the romance my statement dictates there in. I'm more toyish. Your toyish boy. Tom is boyish. Just boyish cruising there by image of further word used. Anyhow quarter ring machines are gone so ring from one of em is gone as well...Me marrying kayla, I can't offer a ring. A marriage without a ring. is a Mad retard. Mad retard investing in a marriage in poverty. Boy that don't add charisma to my not so boyish-ways. So sex away from emotions in marriage. Torn away away from as well. The american idiot betting kayla...not happening. But pleasant site of whom anyway. It's almost breakfast time I haven't yet slept. Catch a break in fast time after I'm dine with wept. Boy all in all god is getting over-lapped. Ain't into oral yet I tapped. So I'm bars with my rap. Stars offer ass to tap. But aside from you cutie zuckerberg, I don't see myself top of another man alive. Harvard computer science. Hard is my word mainly typed through computer with only science there in being my wild imagination. So if you further ringing mines and kayla's marriage I'll further me singing sinatra's my way stepping away from my baby carriage. Time to go smoke. Amuse me nicotine. A man nigga. He be bout that smoke. Back to kayla..what could I really say but ask of dollar. Dollar has been hidden from me dollar I couldn't say goodbye to never had it. And with a third on dollar? Hope I'll do without dollar as result of sympathy by which I pray provided assisted suicide. Assist Educated Simply Unitingly Invested on my cide. I'd speak further on alexis, but despite them showering me, with it being unknowingly wont change the fact sweater will eventually smell being that I ain't doing laundry. And the scent of you without sex...and scent of me....jeez I'd imagine that scene. That right there, would turn me out. And instead, I'd be with your homo friends instead of you. So that don't suite my mitten. Mitten man mainly masculine. Masculine as so artistically painted to self...despite lack there image of looking over at the mirror. Further on jew...oh nevermind no further mention of that name again after what it afforded me...my head busted open. I see your sympathy got me places. Neither of women I've fucked being there of. So, so much with my view on you as straight. With that taken away, your appearance. It totals....past what small talk coming from either one of us. Or even totals the small talk. I'm totally small yet I walk. With men I'm bout italian, women ukrainian. And despite which alexis can afford me there...phew what i've painted as a kevorkian item of me. Chill, that don't suite the moment in any way or whatever way or even if it be my way. I'm on the side of no way. Back to entertainment, just writing and listening to myself to talk. Because morally, I just be me. Mainly mad yet masculine mutt it suites the mitten. Talking morals maybe that's just furthering my ethics. Ethics, somehow I associate with culture. And the culture of me today, covers both morals and ethics. Those being 2, once again I'm fine with the romance provided by number 2. AND GENERAL COMMUNITY SPITTING IN MY FACE SHITTING ON TOP OF IT HAVEN ME TAKEN TO A HOSPITAL CAUSE I POCKETED A FEW FRAPPUCINO'S OUT OF CVS. SHOWS HOW BIG ON MORALS AND ETHICS "YOU PEOPLE" ARE. As vastly spoken of, I'm always right. Me stealing a few drinks don't change fact. That thinking will impact. zuckerberg, man i'm tired of gratifying myself morally ethically let's get back to me fucking you as hard as life fucked me just by me being born. Romance irony or coincedence whichever however...with you sunshine of my jewish gold mine. I'm bout it baby. I don't care if I have to wear a wig the rest of my life be hailed as homo amongst all the homo alike. A man like you with a man like me top of. Boy that kills ego, irony there in which. Confident of coincedence...image our love being coincedental you know I'm bout it. So DONT FORGET BUDDY MY TIME IS LIMITED...SO THINK TO YOURSELF...ME TOP OF YOU WITH ALL GIVEN TRAITS THERE IN. I DON'T WANT A PENNY FROM YOU. BUT JUST ME ON TOP OF YOU. THAT IN ITSELF CUTS IT WITHOUT FURTHER CUTTING INTO IT. MAYBE I LOVE YOU TOO MARC, AWAY FROM KAYLA NASTYA KETAMINE NO KINDLY NAUGHTY KNIT NIGGA. 5am now, so you know ain't nothin kind bout the naught knitting together ya nigga. What can I further say on black atm, I'd rather stay high on smack way I'm feeling atm. Pacino just look at the way it all played out for pavel. (3 P's, 4th being pussy as heaven) With you just playing lead character stating that which been portrayed of me. AND YOURE OLD. So that cuts out romance right from the get go. You know geller good on that one. Philosophy of sex in my life. My life just as me being sexy. Narcissism women...I don't think my mother apologized to me once in my life. Which only furthered manhood there in. My sympathy for beavers...way you've had it as opposed to way I've had it. Destroys all sympathy. All possibility there of. Oh my bad, as far as having it. BOY IVE HAD IT BEING THE AND I DO POINT OUT >THE< MAN. STRAIGHT MAN. So my praise worthy ways attached to your..likely imagined of life. My ego don't suite sympathizing with that one. I'd like to see the video that's all it's half hour till breakfast. I'm more than half gone in mind. So a quarter.....less than quarter left of my life. I know even rented VCR tapes were more than a quarter going back to where we were kids. Back to..joe biden. Fuck joe riddin safely bet of romance in a modernized Chekhovian "The Bet". You bet I'll take you morally and empty you ethically while at it. Empty ethics start with same letter. So does endorphin, lacking syndrome I have. Fourth heavenly, entire. Entire story of mine without english attire. My queen of england I don't need to meet you to be flattered by old women..this I believe 91 year old jewish woman came to "She's here to save your life" while my antonym character had his girlfriend tell me he's offended before hand. I see that possibly being your grandmother. Gee golly, would that add romantic spin to my whole tale. But doubting that one. VERY STRONGLY DOUBTING THAT ONE. As far as lonely, sex with god my american beauty would fulfill. What can I say of sex otherwise? I mean aside fuck away from god and me being your god and all that wild shit....I fucking hate to say it. Valentina Kareva is my jesus. I'm sorry it's come to where I play with your feelings based on giving you flowers at your H.S. graduation when I was one and twenty adding joy to your day in the one happy year of my life. Aight, 23 minutes left till breakfast. So valentina, how about you bring me some mcdonalds pancakes one of these days IF I LIVE TO SEE THERE WHICH...Can't expect a fancy car riding call girl of your background with your physical features to know how to cook. So I'd take mcdonalds. Me cri don over all leisure dumbly stated. But away from lexic/graphic fiction let's get back to me and straight...that evening in your mothers car. Why I made such decision with you looking like you being you and sister being a retarded boy. MAN FOR ME AND MY EGO'S SAKE I HOPE I WAS HYPNOTISED INTO THAT WHOLE SCENARIO. CAUSE OTHERWISE, ME CHOSING NASTYA OVER YOU. CAN YOU GET EGOTISTICALLY FURTHER INTO CLOSET THAN THAT. DOUBTEDLY. So you further have me grin on myself, therefor. I expect some mcd's pancakes from you. But as I said...me surviving might be my luck and it just be days..so better get a move on it with those. For your image of you as lady in your mind...god what kind of sympathy I'd be providing with you covering cost and bringing those pancakes. fuck it, I'd like a sweetenered coffee topping which. As I said, as far as topping...fuck ukrainian nigerian and can't fuck her with the italian. I'm ALL AMERICAN JEW. MY MAN ZUCKERBERG, WHAT'S COOKING GOOD LOOKING?