Ištrauka.
Dear Lord, could you do something to help me no to m*et mr.c**cola*e anymore. I know.it's impossible but I hate his fla*or.yammy. Could you even try?
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Do u think Im crazy or Im in l*ve (or smth like that?). Yep.I feel it.
Actually, I cant feel myself normally. <..*..*****..*...>
Yaiks! sooo..
And if u can, meke my hair to grow faster!
Thank you.
Sincerely
A.
