One Past, One Back door, one horrific of you know of the between man and women to provoking you on a Mobile device, you will get to the hurt part to jump.
One day what you know of the hostage situation.
The Irony things so oddly
Must be my karma. The girls so attentive to eating, and shopping for ....perfume, or those 5 Star, what you called the Jewish or Psychi, what do they called those...Those magic store you buy them junks stuffs for glooming darkness, Taro cards.
Cakes, A full garage junks, leave you in peace, books readings soak in the furry dirt sofa, no more cooking, convinience of one you, one house, one living room, one rug.
Even the guys that day, came in, trying to persaude you or testing you going out, seeing you...if you get the second chance to rebel, you will know, in the end of that every evolution.
Its One book, One eye glass, one Humility running deep face (no make-up), no polishing, no nail done, no works down, no cooking food, no complication of the garbage smell,....
What the true reality, its 2 evolution parting, never touching each other parallel.
Just like my sky.
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