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psycho

Can you imagine in your last dying moments, you see the woman you have loved and worked your whole life to provide for sitting beside you, and you catch a glimpse of something in her eyes.... It is relief. She is relieved her life with you is about to be over, and she can now do whatever she wants to do in your house, with your money.

Yeah, Ill die alone just fine thank you. I hope they never find my body, no obit, nothing for some loser to read and think he/she beat me after all since I shuffled off the mortal coil first. If i know it is coming I till take a one way trip in my ocean Kayak off the pacific coast, heading toward Hawaii. When the Kayak washed ashore there will be no trace of who it belongs to..... For years and years people will wonder, did he just go to Mexico or Costa rica, or Thailand? I never heard that he passed; he must be 90 by now.... Dying alone = great. Not being found = priceless!

le best truc ever c'est de faire des calins a des arbres
comme ca ca comble un manque d'affection et tu penses jamais a avoir de blonde

po besoin pantoute daffection non plu jsui bien correct san contac socio

totalement faux
tu commence à t'éfféminé
va fair d calin a d arbr srx

t homo jsui un homm pa un garson comm toi

u cant touch me fagget
ur not men enough