When you wake up very early and you can not make any noise you get on his back and think of the caxxate! Not that the rest of the day my thoughts are more intense. Chiariamolo.
am this morning came to the conclusion that the stupid trend of my well-being depends on the length of my hair. I quickly retraced the history of my scalp and I created a hairline. If they cut much everything starts to go to hell until I decide to make them grow.
Now, O mighty god of hair, I decided long ago to make them grow, you want to decide to bring back everything in its place? I turn two in your honor Bioscalin
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