Hey, I gotta ask you a question for you all.
Don’t say a word and I’ll stop it and ask to say. I was very deeply, heavy and in pain for emotions whatever you ask to say. It is no depression, some overwhelming fear by purpose because of that, I am certain that getting on with the difference is more like being nobody as a madman to be. But they do watch people in the back but nobody thinks at all it’s a very shady place. What I saw was people coming here on me and same with each other, what did they care for but if should be thrown away in a garbage. In anycase, there’s a hell-bent for leather and the great killing machine which is better than anything else. I guess I should behave differently.
It makes me sad, as being forever in love for all breathtaking in other life as well, no one cares except any difference usually bitten by tragic and loss as it words and that's the way being forever love.
No, I am not going to do that but have no chance until it’s finished, who wants that ass killer when they are exactly the same. What should I care about because my irate on anything brilliant more like an asshole and being a ditch in a hole on it for good. That is not sure if it will be raised to be as what has happened, I did wrong will be confession by rumors of the far away. I got word something, here comes ride the lightning for you.
Whatever for the cause of perfection did last long, anyway just don’t go here which is so unless and there behind here in this building and here comes the most dangerous animal in the territory called the rabid wolverine. The rabid wolverine territory is for the wolverine not the humans as despite any species among species just absorbed, inside the building has many wolverines and will kill you instantly.
This is me as a menace to everyone or even death, becoming loyal like yakuza, I didn’t get it when they started it. Nobody cares for nonsense like that, no. I woke up, got documents here and behind the object watch out, be careful. Menacing is the proof, what sure if been disposed of and if this confronts many truths has to apply. By meaning whatever if is most perhaps more like it, listen do not poke in-line that someone has radicals instead. Menacing is being remembered, all you have to do one thing under one condition on my term, do hesitate because I am going after many soldiers die in the Great War. Menacing has no fear by evil being evil which both are unleashed, the other story has what it is what means to cause affliction more like a self-anger appearance and as expected if more likely better than I am.
The time was right, you sitting on a desk nonsense ether. It’s not just weird like mopping up but sometimes I should have been here. Every concern of my purity which has to do more even specialized statusfaction, do not become for mind games anymore this is a being joke I ask to do. They next, your first being a mythical, and I search to absorb the likeness and defy stories of my life, my rule legacy, my aspirations and anything goes. On Rumi's quotes "Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. unfold your own myth."
Imagine, I go to Kuala Lumpur from Seremban and walk on to the shopping mall (other different what you like), buy some different stuff like that and maybe I eat up at the restaurant. I just say you know, the other man bought some biscuits at the market. I guess not, well you go to the twin towers and main mall, then you go to museum and see some historical artifacts. Three hours later, the car almost ran out of fuel and sped towards the gas station until gas was full.
But I guess as I say the word, WOOOOOOO.
If I did what just no one adjusted, a state would exist for so long and only just one of them.
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That is no other’s shame or it is supposed to do it my way, what is wrong because I should have been yourself like a screaming-more be like. Let me guess upon my ritual thing but not less happen, which defy other vigilante of dark who numerous plague and killing children because I’m creeping death. Not that others if seen never being able to remember which you don’t.
Anyway, I just to admit with another problem and how inspect, there’s another violent pacification that has just been bloated by any critics on their path but nobody here. By the meantime, being a problem just last evaded on the scene, just be honest this is no one’s land instantly. They regret, there are many undisputed attitudes of fateful demons inside everywhere and are not tolerated and at least the devil in the music didn’t choose the fate as well and will send the deeping hell of instance. In any case, I just went wrong.
Again, if you mention the bell tolls on. Not quite it all but this sounds very and very outrageous in their ears.
As I expect, the mad king is here sitting on his throne at his castle and he wants to regret his actions. So despite his own fate, he said “I didn’t despite my fate but, my action is not terrified.” For me just they said, your purpose is to choose the mad king’s fate and cannot be depressed alone or either, because he couldn't forget no idea by illustrious heinous being. The mad king says “Please don’t do it on my curling fate and I’ll get unused to my redemption, because I no longer be as if I went wrong and please, be patient.”
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Goto-san's Way of Life
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Let's take a story about 56-year old man named Hashi Goto (後藤橋, Gotō Hashi) from Kitami, Hokkaido, Japan, he’s a man’s personality which gives him more possibility and feel away just to make something simple happen as up living. He understands his sharing greeting as I thought, he always sings some old-time enka song for essentials to have any consequences. As the day starts, Goto-san a retired military personnel for the JGSDF during his youth, in his personal life Goto-san always was a natural man but he's more likely. Goto-san along with 14-year old grandson Masahiko (正彦) and his dog Nini (ニニ), carry some groceries at the local street and at home he helps him cook some fresh food and vegetables, at night Masahiko watch cartoon on television and Goto-san read his historical and literal books also hear some classical enka songs as well, later they sleep together at his room and more comfort in the bed. On the next day, Ali Halimov (アリ・ハリモフ, Ari harimofu, Azerbaijani: Əli Həlimov), a 41-year old Azerbaijani man who fluent Japanese, he neighbored left side of Goto-san's house and conversation with him as well but he unconfused more something to him or visit his house many times.
In the capital of Tokyo, 31-year old Kenji (健二). He was Hashi's third son and Masahiko's nephew who works as a car mechanic in Shibuya, his working a little bit hard and he's been living in a three-floored apartment along with his five friends since junior school. In his personal life, he had his 29-year old wife have no children but they have three dogs as well.
In his blend past, Hashi was the only child of good loving-kind parents, his father was a serving JGSDF as a tank driver later he transitioned to tank commander when he was promoted to second lieutenant (3等陸尉, santō rikui) and his mother is a housewife. But suddenly, his father died in a car accident at Kanagawa, when Hashi was 15 years old and still in junior school. At the age of 19, Hashi joined the JGSDF following in his father's footsteps, his military role as an infantryman.
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