An eve last night became a mirror mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all with the evil queen asking for new set of ideas in her castle that lead everything from the White Zombies to reunite and make a deterring moments from us going outside the baroque era. But with the help of Kenny Hermione who lured the villagers make me comfy that hours, I stood still in the middle of the night with the Deathstriker Kathy who pinned down the spawning pool appeared in front of us with laying mounts of White Zombies. I consecrated the whirls of the Dark queen along the road, my sadness buffled when the Gimmikera Iya give some tips of how I should make myself happier even if there were succumb people make my life like a living hell that the evil queen spotted out reverberating a madness in my life. She bring her magical leering glass that can struck our a picture on our way. "I think it'll make us happier if we'll sunk up ideas from this place. Naaaaahhh... I'm Gimmikera Iya making this day break a full life pakikisama in the roads of a momentum encouragement and tails of a no balowny thing." My opts of trying different things made me think of nice things about the world, Gimmikera Iya is a whore of fashion and fads in this crazy society so I decided to continue our travel though the world is full of strange things. "Ms. Iya I think we've took up many pictures to lead this sunctioning life against the people of pride society. It's a Mediocre wealth if we will juxtapose this poor villagers controlled by the evil queen, I had a greatful attitude that Kenny Hermione introduced her wisdom with us." Then played my pyrokinesis and throw it in the air, she's my solace that hours feeling deadpan with the Huntsman who used to be that a mystery in everyone of us and how'd he help me being lost in the woods. I look at him then wildly acts cunning because of the problem he has with his girlfriend who used scold him officially. Looking at him the Amazons feels like there were signs of trust though difficult to have with the Huntsman though is a different class man between our symphonies against the conjuring mass of faith. He sip his wine and tried playing his bowgun bolts and axe again, then talk to me. "Will you let success speak of your self? I think it'll be happier if there's a merriment with your sadness though doesn't have any conclusions of seeing things which is beautiful."
"Woooooosssshhhhhh... Think of yourself first, look at your girlfriend in the picture who cripple your life, always be the woman of your hours. It's grateful thing to be sumptuous of wisdom and enlightenment rather than success that can make you think of selfishness that had to be astound every people one day." He turned silent then hit me with bolts but I catch it easily and fired down by my flame bolts. Gimmikera Iya meanwhile told the Rouge whale that I keenly learn a lot in our diverse practices in the woods before turning ourselves in the Baroque Era where most people are of clandestine attitude and talk of things which is rumor against the lost Dragon Princess. I ask myself that hours how could Michael can help us in this freak world of White Zombies? Then I smiled and just think of nice things with Ms. Iya who learned how to be comfy with fabulous fads.
Bridgit Mendler - Blonde
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