let me see those titties booooouunce, shhhhhaaakkkkeee.
he told me to come but i was already there;
'samantha.
i was told to type the most beautiful thing i in my wretched own head of all places and set forth with said instructions in any case and as i said and even though i know all of this lacks everything that i was tought it lacks and so it lacks but it doesn't because don't you see?
there's the beauty. my wife is dead and i'm alive and so is samantha in all of her heavy metal glory even though she denies such music here she is and for all of your undeserving eyes to see she is my princess but i keep losing track of all these words.
they're damned by god and he's alive and how can anyone deny it?
i ate a bunch of shrooms and acted like it was a little this time. this keeps getting so much fun.
here is this creature this monster for all of you to see it with your eyes all of you wishing inside to be her but you won't say it because you don't see it but they all want to fuck her. is there still smoke coming out of my mouth? that's parisian life stephanie says but sam's my splendid bitch. this scene is crazy. does this really happen in parisian life?
the screen is brimming with colours though isn't it?
i keep on going not saying what i meant to say but i never meant or aimed or planned or even plotted to say any of it it simply came out but what i was trying to say i guess is that sam my creature my monster my splendid bitch in this epic story is so fucking beautiful and you all with your staring eyes want to fuck her deep inside because you want her inside of you to feel the happiness and the sadness and the turmoil that drips off her tongue.
2:31 to answer your question.
i want to keep going all day but she's downstairs or going there so i'd better chase her and fuck the shit out of her.'
i dwell on the past too much, buck up youngin'
'samantha.
i was told to type the most beautiful thing i in my wretched own head of all places and set forth with said instructions in any case and as i said and even though i know all of this lacks everything that i was tought it lacks and so it lacks but it doesn't because don't you see?
there's the beauty. my wife is dead and i'm alive and so is samantha in all of her heavy metal glory even though she denies such music here she is and for all of your undeserving eyes to see she is my princess but i keep losing track of all these words.
they're damned by god and he's alive and how can anyone deny it?
i ate a bunch of shrooms and acted like it was a little this time. this keeps getting so much fun.
here is this creature this monster for all of you to see it with your eyes all of you wishing inside to be her but you won't say it because you don't see it but they all want to fuck her. is there still smoke coming out of my mouth? that's parisian life stephanie says but sam's my splendid bitch. this scene is crazy. does this really happen in parisian life?
the screen is brimming with colours though isn't it?
i keep on going not saying what i meant to say but i never meant or aimed or planned or even plotted to say any of it it simply came out but what i was trying to say i guess is that sam my creature my monster my splendid bitch in this epic story is so fucking beautiful and you all with your staring eyes want to fuck her deep inside because you want her inside of you to feel the happiness and the sadness and the turmoil that drips off her tongue.
2:31 to answer your question.
i want to keep going all day but she's downstairs or going there so i'd better chase her and fuck the shit out of her.'
i dwell on the past too much, buck up youngin'