Na, Anscheinend ist der Barbad doch jemand, nicht wahr Ella? Wie oft wollte ich zu dir ins Spital kommen und sagen: Ella, Ellaaaaa, die Liebe ist anders. tue es nicht

Being quiet and whispering is no use, eats the racial murder money like the last supper. It is so dark, everything is gloomy. I hope it will end

I am stunned and cannot sleep, Amer tells me that this state has commissioned people to determine the value of existence that has been ruined and reduced to powder for 25 years. His sex life to a sterilized state and panic sick, sociophobic that is justified, until the end of his life.

Apparently it all has no meaning, even the stones that I have collected. Hera sends me messages: look for a noble body like the one I created so that I can take it over, and the beautiful and noble one begs for only one thing: don't give any proof. It wasn't us

well, I'm really going to sleep now, but that's another story, the creation of Hera and Zeus

well, there is only one glass left, I'll leave it and see it as a gift to Zeus and Hera! the last time I saw betrayal, she looked at me as if she was about to cry, she was booked with extras, two hours. die alexander! good night

even darius said to alexander: you will never know what it feels like to kiss betrayal while she was crying. shortly afterwards alexander died. but before that the coinage

Asshole you are inferior than this to understand why this beytral is to love: only my lord jesus understands it

I listen to Hotel California on repeat endlessly, and the doctors and nurses on night shift look at my site instead of being idealistic and unreasonable in another way: Barbad nobody knows you because nobody understands why you were with her for 25 years. :-)

the tragedy is if no one knows me as what i was next to azadeh, then vienna will kill me.

If by tomorrow there are no 500 emails with just one confirmation: Eywal! then I'm giving a shit about Iran and my projects! I'll register myself as stateless and register my projects as: last kianian., LOL.B.farahani.hotmail. com

بچه ها از کاخ سفید دارن نگاهم میکنن، ایول داره یا نه؟ یه شیشه داره تموم میشه و خلاصه، الان دارم میرم تو فاز یه شیشه دیگه، ما ریشه سگ جون داریم داش، میفهمه یا نه!؟

godfather, I did everything right, what did you do in Hollywood? my script is a millennium of love

you see, sent by God, into this chaos he led me where I want to go, I have fulfilled my task in Istanbul

this eternal psychosis is my paradise: I can kiss Amy's hands, massage her feet and give her a blowjob once a day

God knows me better than I know myself, that's why he gave me the freedom: fuck yourself as you want, you know what happens and the goals. He will never hear me moaning from the eternal psychosis matrix

or was it patrik? or Michael? are you god, you fucking state? or some inferior shit with question marks?

or it is scientific, we have genetically evaluated barbad, keep him away from whoever

metaphysics is a script, not a scientific calculation, a Persian poetry, a hafiz, shams, onsori, a jalal, and mola sadra and dozens of others

original sin and the conception of Mary is a topic that I will only answer with a script. fuck your dogma

this foursome fuck is metaphysics shity world, which sperm will be the winner, what does god want?

yeah baby, I said Amer I'm drinking the brown, I'm getting worse than fucking Rosemary's baby fuck

fuck your mother, it was a romance and foursome, but not that you'll become a billionaire, you scum.

really, did my lord die and become a martyr so that you in cologne could become just one church worth 5 billion euros asshole? I piss and shit on the country

in any case, Amer says: the end of vodka bottle is brown like the glass pipe end heating, do not consume it, it will destroy you

شهید شدم به مولا، خود عامر داره میبینه نونش رو کی خورد

حاجی من ریدم به مملکتی که هر کی شهید شد نونش رو یکی دیگه خورد، بیناموس

پروانه یه بار گفتم سلام؟ یا حالت چطوره؟، والا، میخواستم؟، نه! میدونی چرا؟ به من چه! از زمانی که مجید مرد شما ها به من ربطی ندارید، جون تو خودش گفت، بچه بودم گفت باری من رفتم بر نگشتم تو هم برو، بر نگرد، میدونی چرا؟ خودی ها مثل تو, محسن، مهدی کشتنش!

خلاصه،آخر مستی و راستی: میگه یه پسر عمه داشتی به اسم مجید، ‌آدم بود، بقیه همه از بیخ عن. اونی که آدم بود چی کشید بالا؟ عن مارو نه عن تورو،. جون تو، کی شهید شد کی نونش رو خورد

Yes, godfather, I've lived here too long not to understand the signs, but also your presence for 30 years. Who is more fuck than these Austrians? An Angelina who wants to condemn Turkish women? Why should I shake my head like you when I know everything?