Other peoples rooms

Piia Myyry

You separate people of their lifes, its all your own game, you get boost, of it, to your own lifes, you make what you want in your rooms, you spy on peoples rooms, they have no own life, they are all the time tagging, to other peoples rooms.

You all are some army friends, you like your own violent games, you live like that every day, you dont respect peoples residences, you make every kind of tricks, its fun for you, other people need to make, all the shitty things, its suck energy and their time.

Its just for you, like rosy lifes, some people have again moves, it feeds you and your life, all have come so easily, you feed your own dad, you inspect crimes, arrange them at your own lifes.


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