The open break of heart (No more sweets) | Writing

I up in the morning, one time,I think that it would be good, so fine.No mather what were we,No mather what I see.I get a lot of sweets,Surely, it was needs.I was happy about it,No maybe I wasn´t kid... >>
Autor lilSweet | 06.Říjen 2007 | 09:58

It´s not funny | Writing

My hard life, my dirty street and my finest fellas, there were neither asses among us. It was and now is all about one, who doesn´t know what is dull fun. Who doesn´t know, what means trust,... >>
Autor lilSweet | | 09:50