What happened to my soul

After a year with the same lover, I am finallhy haply.

Ali is well thot end swell

Beaver the kat

No lookin bach

The past is dead

Good rid danz beef hoven

For elise is not nice

And her collection

Of dildos are filled with

Herpes

Stay away from that tunnel

Nothin but dirt and filth

And old drunk men

I rather die alone

In my cum

I wasted tax payers money

By lying to the priest

Go fuk another asshole

You smell like my

Babe you smell like

My grandmas shit