as far as art goes it goes
yeah I can't think straight but it will go as well
I gotta go too


TransparentAre you red? Your hair, your eyes, your lips are reddened Am I dead? Moonlight, Street light simply spotlight For a dead end At last, no mast, my sails are shredded Are you Azure? You seem to float when you denote with pure fluidity no other droplet wil ever aptly affect me In the vast sea fast we're anchored you to me devoid of rancor where is the encore of that first kiss never first again, though many more, I will miss that first kiss are you black? Hesitant to disclose, readily removes the clothes Turns off the lights, closes my sight, then goes? &nbTransparent
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You can call me Crist for short
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Life is not a succession of urgent nows. It is a listless trickle of why-should-I's
cus your brazilian accent really distracts me
but
it goes relative to the destination...but with no clear sights
to forsee it I say I am at peace with surprise
usually
Hows college ?
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You can call me Crist for short
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You can call me Crist for short
is fixed.
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=[ too bad my car is broken. as is my wallet.
i miss communicating with you. whats up nukka?
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But then you'd owe me twice ^^
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You can call me Crist for short
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