..returns the she the groovy grittle effervescent imaginative and graciously fine in all manners cultures and say.. eccentric,
announced to communicator.. oh yeah is it... and guessing you have offloaded this chidu habit of you.. tasted success na.. this is the basic fundament in life to succeed.. hence be.. sound and authentic,
tell me asked the she to a communicator.. what you gained through pretending.. nothing.. but look what you have earned by being own self in actual and in real,
spell these in your words as communicator.. but you are the one i take pride saying as my own special friend in open to all.. not through loyalty or any virtue but as one.. who is actual of substance surreal,
taken aback literally.. the communicator now responds with emotions that are lateral open and obviously crystal clear,
from a special friend.. you became my love the possessive one you know.. and as asset.. you know insecurity creeps in.. that converts into fear,
fear of losing you.. oh fear of losing me.. interrupts the she.. and asks.. what did you think of me.. an object who needs to get her desires fulfilled,
or the one.. your own.. who is mature enough to know and be in a relation..but not first runner to a corner or coronation.. oh yeah you liked tulip na.. shall plant one such.. as per likings fully equipped,
with all the khad.. mitti breed of seeds etc etc.. kar loongi haath ganday apnay.. shall ask for a cup of tea.. FROM YOU.. kadak and hot,
chido mat.. i am sitting here right in front of you.. as your own desiring tobe the mother of our kids.. kya kehta hai.. am loyal to this loving knot,
chal theek hai.. said the he.. main koi pathar nai insaan hoon.. aur aaj kay baad tu meri biwi aur mein tera..:) mehmaan hoon,
:) mehmaan joh hammara hota hai.. woh jaan :) say pyara hota hai.. zyadda ka lallach nahi mujhko.. oeuvre.. be .. who do,
rt.. says the communicator.. taking so passionately her hands into own strong hands,
know you are not weak.. and make a promise to be your own always.. chidu.. gone are those days.. tera ban gaya hoon always always.. heard that na on that band,
theek hai theek hai.. reach home early.. and bring all those items.. that i gave you in the list,
communicator now.. an obedient fella.. obliges everything..reaches home to hahaha.. experience a secret.. revealed explored and revisited by those alone together.. in an embracing mist.......
announced to communicator.. oh yeah is it... and guessing you have offloaded this chidu habit of you.. tasted success na.. this is the basic fundament in life to succeed.. hence be.. sound and authentic,
tell me asked the she to a communicator.. what you gained through pretending.. nothing.. but look what you have earned by being own self in actual and in real,
spell these in your words as communicator.. but you are the one i take pride saying as my own special friend in open to all.. not through loyalty or any virtue but as one.. who is actual of substance surreal,
taken aback literally.. the communicator now responds with emotions that are lateral open and obviously crystal clear,
from a special friend.. you became my love the possessive one you know.. and as asset.. you know insecurity creeps in.. that converts into fear,
fear of losing you.. oh fear of losing me.. interrupts the she.. and asks.. what did you think of me.. an object who needs to get her desires fulfilled,
or the one.. your own.. who is mature enough to know and be in a relation..but not first runner to a corner or coronation.. oh yeah you liked tulip na.. shall plant one such.. as per likings fully equipped,
with all the khad.. mitti breed of seeds etc etc.. kar loongi haath ganday apnay.. shall ask for a cup of tea.. FROM YOU.. kadak and hot,
chido mat.. i am sitting here right in front of you.. as your own desiring tobe the mother of our kids.. kya kehta hai.. am loyal to this loving knot,
chal theek hai.. said the he.. main koi pathar nai insaan hoon.. aur aaj kay baad tu meri biwi aur mein tera..:) mehmaan hoon,
:) mehmaan joh hammara hota hai.. woh jaan :) say pyara hota hai.. zyadda ka lallach nahi mujhko.. oeuvre.. be .. who do,
rt.. says the communicator.. taking so passionately her hands into own strong hands,
know you are not weak.. and make a promise to be your own always.. chidu.. gone are those days.. tera ban gaya hoon always always.. heard that na on that band,
theek hai theek hai.. reach home early.. and bring all those items.. that i gave you in the list,
communicator now.. an obedient fella.. obliges everything..reaches home to hahaha.. experience a secret.. revealed explored and revisited by those alone together.. in an embracing mist.......
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