Sonntag, 5. Januar 2025
well, no Gabriel and no better vodka than Absolut. I'll mix something, maybe it will be Mongolian vodka that my shamanic friend is drinking in the steppe. do you know it? Terracotta pots covered with intestinal membrane. if I hadn't been preserved in the last 10 years, I would sell two black diamonds today for a private jet flight and 3 nights in the desert. I would cry more in those three days than at the moharam in Tehran
I still walk past this house several times a week, sometimes I sit in front of Spar in the summer and drink a coffee in the morning Bobby, the house in Schönbrunner Strasse. How often I hoped that you weren't a Judas! I once even sat on the stairs of the house where she said: I love you, but I can't ever leave him in my life!
so bobby never understood why azadeh, after such a night with so much love and power with him, comes to me the next day, sits next to me with love and sends him away. Well, Bobby, we were 19, when I was 20 I was friends with Patrik, he would do it like this: hide me under the bed and then surprise azadeh with a threesome so that she either stays as mary magdalene, our worshiper, or disappears. you Juddas Bobby
Well, that would never happen to me in Aksaray, but in places where a short two-hour stay costs no less than 400 euros. There was only one incident near Aksaray: Angelo sent his suit to be cleaned, with a forgotten 500 euro note in his side pocket, and the worker had put it aside in the package. That impressed Angelo and not me. I would wipe my ass with that! They ruined my whole life and you think you can save yourself with this note!?, Siktir abe
and the fact is: when I was in Turkey in 2008, with Angelo/Parisa and/(...) many girls in clubs and bars shook their heads! just one look and two seconds shake! everything is not normal, everything is not normal! '-) in Austria there is not a single individual. also no indication of what Americans and exiled Iranians are in Vienna. a piece of wood with shit on one end and gold-plated shit on the other
well, I'm scared now, the streets are empty and I hear this song from Vienna's 16th district: Well, Mr. Farahani, the question of who the father is will cost you your life! My answer: I only collected the stones, I didn't make them. There's a romance on the shelf, even if it costs my life, it was just a romance and everyone loved the child
Na, Before I go, a few parents know this in Austria: already at the beginning of elementary school, in the second grade, their relationship to parents changes. The parents complain: our child is being taken away from us! No, it is not that, but the child compares his shit with the parents: Indian almonds and dinosaur piles
It is unfortunate what an Austria is, less than a bimbo! China is fucking the world as an imperialist, even the USA, has multi-digit billions in debt and the Viennese see the Chinese as more "tschusch" than the Turks Arabs and others. It is only like that in Vienna, nowhere else. The sex workers are a phenomenon and alien and the Viennese run to Romanians and Bulgarians or others. It's just how the upper class is caught up: "There were real Chinese in the Ming Dynasty and even up until the 18th century, what came with Mao is a (...) ". BIMBOOOOO FRANZIIII
Story of the day: Michi, you've kept me alive until today, you asshole, so that you can poison me with your hate even more than Adolf did back then. I don't give a damn why he didn't die in his office, you filthy scum. Well, then he died. I gave up the business in December. 29th December. Shortly afterwards I was in AKH: exotic unknown virus. Cured by itself
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