You stay at your window all the days, you have no hurry anywhere, you are at home, all the days, you can do what you want, you are so jealouse, thet you cant really work. Its your weakness, I guess, you really cants stand each others, you keep the children a part of your games.
You all are in city surveillance, during the days, it doenst really stop, you are alrealy not under age, you have been softened, during your life, from your friends. You all like your lazy days, it should be easy, like not in big cities, where you have busy hours, you like it or not, its not an LA, but you like it anyway.
You have beated my little cousens kids, a cancer kids, so she has something to do, all the days, the state payd the sick kids, the aid, you cant get rid of the, at all, tits just fine for the boys, they can come to fuck you every day, you have wanted it so.
You beat them like you just want, you get disappointed, when you dont get what you want, you make them diseaces everyday, its you own bubble, doesnt fit to the society, you receive new games.
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