Our minds howling wild, seach for something, still
We reaching out,
intermingle like intermezzos
spill the soup
have a glut
We shall never be a gang of gloom.
The noodles of this noodles shop "Fish Rice what" got too much artificial flavor and I was quite thirsty afterwards. Actually this picture is also a bit creepy to me.
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Hey, Kitty, I knew your hand.....heeeheeeheheh...
Hey, Kitty, I knew your hand .........heehe.e.eheheeehehehheheheheh.
who r u? why leaving same comment twice? i may delete one of it
Kitty, I don't know your hand wo......hehehehehehheheheh
We just roared, grunted and stretched our hands, questing for something.
We at all times clown to cling to the affection of nobody without realizing it is circuitous routing
Still, evocative picture,looking nonplussed,ranting like impromptu
It is dizzy, nearly barrage out
Upon reading your description of our hands, I have the impulse to utter my feeling tonight. Thanks for your stimulation, kitty
The impulsive lady
No restrain, no contain
Like a bird breaking through its cage
Singing when your heart dances
Dancing when your head swings
Strange, people may tease your way
Nay, this is a blessing only a few remain.
Whenever I ask him how deep is his love
Whenever I demand to be paramount
Whenever I question if I am the unique one
He will answer
“Pari passu”
If I were a bird breaking through my cage
Flying like canary
Hovering like living in sin
Dancing and singing pleasantly only in dreams
My mind and my character are being brought into disrepute
Please keep this picutre, I will ask for it ten years ago....See? my hand?
"Pari Passu"?
It's the best he can offer
No one can pledge anything to get a higher order
Ms Pig, were you drunk last night? How can you ask me for the picture 10 years ago haha?
Reputation, *sigh*, suffocation
Conformation, *snort* ,asphyxiation
I dance to my own bolero
Though it's condamned as indecorum
I'll bring you my own poison
To end this curse of constant formality
Intoxication, *wink*, bring down hypocrisy
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