Title: Valgfritt

Text: And so, gazing at her, I realized that she's far too young and wrought with beauty to die. Such scarlet lips were dressed in sunshine forever, yet the chemical imbalance had her always asking: "How far are we from the asphalt?" Well if only she knew... if she had loved me I'd have tried to be peroxide on her forearms. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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