Bones in the end, fingers to the head, hands to talk, views and noses, hits and misses, dead in the end, bones to boxes, at the end of dazes.American Birds. Turkeys with...tricks, trades, brains lost in the winds. Long time ago, donkey date, back in time, pages to turn. Frank Agresti. NY escapees. Donkeys and their toys, freaks, frogs, common views, to share.Fingers in the air, sit and spin, American Birds. Turkeys without wings to fly.
Frogs To Date.Party views, sisters of mine, colors of love, black and blue, tricks on time, trades on space, stories left behind. Veterans on the streets, homeless blues, back in time, nightmares still. Blast to the darkness, joys and pains, lovers and haters, friends and family, faces of friends to cut off. Voices with in, me, myself, and the noise inside of my head.π¦ Dark Gothic Vampire π¦
."Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Cons, Crows, Clowns, Faces in the herds. Monkey types to dodge, dances in the woods, snakes in grass , spiders and worms, in and out of time. Lovers Talk.Question:Frogs Kissed.Broke bronx bitches i swear πππππ―π π¦:π ππ΅ πͺAdriana Agresti, Alex Agresti,Juliana Santiago.Facebook, Nuts And Franks, πΉπΉπΉπΉDicks, Dawgs, Donkeys To Date, Fat And Wide,πΉπΉπΉπΉ Hogs And Pigs To Fly.πΉπΉπΉπΉ Facetime?ππ€π½
Boys, Babes, Bitches, Notes Of The Free And Easy, Knights For Rites, Tales Told. Guess he just died of being black. Freaks or frogs parked in a RV in Ventura, CA for the dream life alone, coasting on the edges of the main steam living, waiting for the cows to come home, from the open ranges. Dream life alone for the last dazes on earth, sad story, about a goat with two horns called love and hate. How can you get away from love and hate, if it is part of the same animal? Take the good with the bad, and laugh your ass off about the bumps in the road. Funny stories if you take yourself out of the picture, and dream of another person with lower standards of truth and honesty.
Peter Pan once. Ghostwriter wanted ππ½ππ½Low Lives, Low Keys To Play, Under The Sands Of Time, Tricks, Trades, Treats. Kids Notes.Back In Time, Blasts In The Past, Rings 4 Roses. Lovers, haters, suckers, freaks, frogs, plenty of fish in the seas. Earth Angels...
Mistakes made were part of the growing process. Tales shared and tweets with clay factors of the cattle, bison, fags, freaks, hairdressers, and meth drug dealers or not, party and play daily forever, is not the normal either. Hope and prayers for a better dazes to cum. Sorry about the labels, and the food to grow on, pictures used to show your face, and your history used to do a reality checks.
t's Still Rock and Roll To Me Billy Joel-Lyrics: Boys, Babes, Bitches, Notes Of The Free And Easy, Knights For Rites, Tales Told. Billy Joel - The Longest Time....ππππππππBoys, Babes, Bitches, Notes Of The Free And Easy, Knights For Rites, Tales Told. Guess he just died of being black.
NY escapees.. Big Mouth, Freaks, Crooks, Liars, Frogs And Fish Treats...Morning class, notes to New York City, Franky Trees listen up. Katz in the cradle, baby rocking the boat. 2 kittys playing games on the beach. Lost my three lines, lost your number. Here is the big one, 2 are terrible always, I did not have mind, and you left me to have it on Julie, and Angie. Shame on you. Father Time, not Franky Trees, or Frankie Trees, in NEW YORK CITY,,,,,…People under the surface, mirrors on the wall, charms and wits, hard to beat,…
Common Causes:Numbers Removed.Gee, looks like NOBODY killed Freddie Gray.Views and noses, shots to recap, dicks and dogs, party views, tales to spin. Lovers and haters, tips and tales, stories left, hopes and wishes, angels on earth, hard to say, joys and pains, dances in the rain. ππππππππππππππππππππππππBoys, Babes, Bitches, Notes Of The Free And Easy, Knights For Rites, Tales Told. Guess he just died of being black.
Peter Pan once. Ghostwriter wanted ππ½ππ½Low Lives, Low Keys To Play, Under The Sands Of Time, Tricks, Trades, Treats. Kids Notes.Back In Time, Blasts In The Past, Rings 4 Roses. Lovers, haters, suckers, freaks, frogs, plenty of fish in the seas. Earth Angels...
Morning class, notes to New York City, Franky Trees listen up. Katz in the cradle, baby rocking the boat. 2 kittys playing games on the beach. Lost my three lines, lost your number. Here is the big one, 2 are terrible always, I did not have mind, and you left me to have it on Julie, and Angie. Shame on you. Father Time, not Franky Trees, or Frankie Trees, in NEW YORK CITY,,,,,…People under the surface, mirrors on the wall, charms and wits, hard to beat,…
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