I looked out the window every day longing for an answer. One day I saw one black cloud flying toward me from the south.. In the shape of a seal. Its eyes stared at me. It was horrible, they were my eyes.
— 9.05.2007, 02:23:34
I looked out the window every day longing for an answer. One day I saw one black cloud flying toward me from the south.. In the shape of a seal. Its eyes stared at me. It was horrible, they were my eyes.
— 9.05.2007, 02:23:34
mial mial mial mial < spiewa sobie cienkim glosem kotek
dawaj dawaj
hej hej where the sindarella is? hmm?
:^ *
jakie to glupie przepraszam ale napisac ze ciezko bedzie przeskoczyc owszem mega fota ale to nie jest bieg z przeszkodami :) tak czy owak jestem tu przybylam tu by zostawic slad ze bylam tu. dobra wrz...
Pan z fletem / klarnetem ... ciężko będzie go przeskoczyc :) EKSTRA