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Who can control his fate?
For so much happened in just a single day! A rarer spirit never did steer humanity like the girl that still owes me my coat >___>. Alas! I cannot lie that these rumors of me helping Ahiru are true but there is nothing of her likeness to a duck! How rude; the kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, should win thy love!
And true be it, I did catch her from falling into the pond for the women may fall when there's no strength in men HA PUN .
I ran into that silly lawyer, that piece of work, that violent woman who calls her selfish justice and will crack you over you face for being silent! And scream in her shrieking voice how thou art a fool! A FOOL madame? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit! I am but mad north-north-west; when the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? Figure that one out, you fool! Farewell, fair cruelty, and go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know. >O win!
What else to say? Oh the art teacher; quiet as death you would think he has been digging his own GRAVE! Time to bring in the sunlight to this dark room.
... SHE WAS BARE AS THE DAY HER DELICATE FORM WAS BORN! No, NO I shall not THINK ON'T! I refuse to have a roaming eye, but now Romeo can not tell me I don't understand what it is like to see a naked woman!
For so much happened in just a single day! A rarer spirit never did steer humanity like the girl that still owes me my coat >___>. Alas! I cannot lie that these rumors of me helping Ahiru are true but there is nothing of her likeness to a duck! How rude; the kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, should win thy love!
And true be it, I did catch her from falling into the pond for the women may fall when there's no strength in men HA PUN .
I ran into that silly lawyer, that piece of work, that violent woman who calls her selfish justice and will crack you over you face for being silent! And scream in her shrieking voice how thou art a fool! A FOOL madame? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit! I am but mad north-north-west; when the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? Figure that one out, you fool! Farewell, fair cruelty, and go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know. >O win!
What else to say? Oh the art teacher; quiet as death you would think he has been digging his own GRAVE! Time to bring in the sunlight to this dark room.
... SHE WAS BARE AS THE DAY HER DELICATE FORM WAS BORN! No, NO I shall not THINK ON'T! I refuse to have a roaming eye, but now Romeo can not tell me I don't understand what it is like to see a naked woman!