22.10.2012, 17:09
(22.10.2012, 17:08)Dumbass_CZ Napsal(a): Čarovný, až to bolí
Však počkej ... mi neutečeš. Já jednou napíši takovou věc o tvém znásilnění, že ani nejlepší písař nenapíše proti. Takže se těš
( Já uteču oknem. )
Pak přišel Foxter
♥grey as the moon and soul of its owner
blue as the coat and eyes of a loner♥
♥Why would a rose grow where nopony can see
Like a rose without thorns is how i feel♥
♥With smile like ripest apple you have ever seen
And eyes like meadow of emerald sheen
truly lost i have only been
in those eyes so serene♥
How are we to explain that We are not lonely to somepony who craves company?
Poems of Moon