Tuesday, December 5, 2006

Flux Point Charge Cube

Frank Frank Zanchetti Blues

did not feel very well, the body responded worse than usual, and hurt like never before, in my head always had bad memories, bad thoughts, she felt crippled inside the intestines, vomiting blood and cacava practically every day, felt the weight of addiction and work began to suffer.
Frank knew why all those aching to live, he lacked a woman a bitch is not any, not even looking for that special. It's been too long since I savored the taste of winning mixed with that of revenge. It was gone too long, at least in his drug test, the last time that a blonde was preparing perfumed all happy to suck his dick for the first time.
He wanted to bring out a beautiful girl, make her fall in love show what was not. It would be hard to act like a classic movie, would make her dream of a love story so amazing that when liquid so sudden " piss off bitch" the tipina (strictly fair and fragrant) would have been knocked over by some second and then start in a uncontrollable tears.
Or maybe she was let go in malomodo. He would go to get drunk, like he was doing, that also hurts to be alone hard.