1TV Luchshe July 5, 2024
Of the eyes, take me captive, this line of knees, kiss for the last time, only rekamonki on the table, vetya. Cries for the heads of tikoya, this young moon in me is called names , the cries of not even the little ones. I may not even understand a couple of winds and birds, i may not even recognize them, among thousands, thousands, thousands of women, even if my eyes are specific. They look less, i catch everything, take pictures, i dont know, ill just file it recans on the table, geyperjet, but. Pain echoes in me, these screams. Well, dear friends, our festive and christmas evening has come t...