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You are my strange addiction.
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Who's gonna tell us the stories
          That our textbooks don't?
          Tales of love that stay blurry
          'Cause our courses won't
          
          Ignore the way they're designed
          To erase the past
          To keep good intentions secret
          To force a mask
          
          Too many handwritten letters
          Signed to my dearest, with love
          All pulled from their papers
          Ripped out as cover-up
          To disguise endearment as friendly notes
          It doesn't take a scholar
          To know how this one goes
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Forty years living together
          Wearing the same wedding bands
          Two kids and a golden retriever
          Just friends don't live like that
          
          
          They don't look at each other with love in their eyes
          With hopes to settle down
          For the rest of their lives
          
          How many decades of hiding?
          Twenty-one centuries of hate
          Some things may not have been okay back then
          But it's sure alright today
          Too afraid to call it what it is
          It doesn't take a scholar
          To understand this
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Keep it hidden
          Rewrite history
          Leave it wrapped up
          In mystery
          Because no one can figure it out
          (I think they've figured it out)
          
          Stash the proof
          Hide the evidence
          Keep it locked up
          Till it's relevance
          
          Because they can't figure it out
          (They figured it out, they figured it out)
          Because no one can figure it out
          I think they figured it out
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          
          History hates lovers
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers

I'm not gay but Stalin was so hot during his 20s

気になるあの子欲張りな bitch で目が離せん all day all night
          老若男女 金の成る方へ no money no future (future)
          拗らすよりも じらしたい今夜 ただのスケベ oh my god
          大人 女 男子 ぶっ飛んであげていこう
          外見内面関係ない問題外 bring it on!!
          大人 女 男子ぶっ飛んであげていこう
          泣くも笑うもお好きに no body knows!!
          気になるあの子欲張りな bitch で目が離せん all day all night
          残高0になるまで 気にせん no music no life (no life)
          外見内面関係ない問題外 bring it on!!
          大人 女 男子 ぶっ飛んであげていこう
          普段を超えろ!!不満を込めろ!!
          1CHANCE 狙う day by day!! 迷いなら捨てて 後腐れ無しで!!
          順番待ちの主役は君!! かませ 名ばかりの嘘の塊の
          名ばかりの 嘘の塊の 名ばかりの嘘の塊!!

Estaban en el mete y saca, cuando el wey saca su rata, le da un jalón profundo y toma que se la mete en el ano a mi primazo numaaa. Y dale que se lo sigue cojiendo más duro, empujandole la rata al recto. Una cojida cada vez más brutal, y luego de un rato ya el c**o de mi primo escurriendo de mecos. El ca**on este luego de sacar su riata ya aguada, se chinga lo último de la maruchan y me empieza a gritar. No se ni que v***as balbuceaba, y ya andaba yo bien mariguas, así que nomas le apunté con la fusca y lo mandé corriendito a chingar a su padre. El vato salió todo escamado que ni tiempo tuvo de ponerse los pantalones jajaja. Y pos yo me quedé ahí dormido.
          
          Al rato me despierto con los gritos y quejidos de mi p**o primo. Estaba chille y chille que le dolía el c**o y las tripas, ni se acordaba de todo lo que le hizo su amante. Yo de buena onda lo ayude para llevarlo al baño, que acabara de c***r los mecos atorados y numaaa que le sale la pi**he rata del c**o, pero toda despedazada y llena de gusanos. Mi primo casi se desmaya del susto y me pidió que lo llevara a la clínica pa que le hicieran un lavado jajaja pero bien valiente que se sentía en su calentura jeje es neta.

꧞᤻ゞ，━━━━━

Who's gonna tell us the stories
          That our textbooks don't?
          Tales of love that stay blurry
          'Cause our courses won't
          
          Ignore the way they're designed
          To erase the past
          To keep good intentions secret
          To force a mask
          
          Too many handwritten letters
          Signed to my dearest, with love
          All pulled from their papers
          Ripped out as cover-up
          To disguise endearment as friendly notes
          It doesn't take a scholar
          To know how this one goes
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Forty years living together
          Wearing the same wedding bands
          Two kids and a golden retriever
          Just friends don't live like that
          
          
          They don't look at each other with love in their eyes
          With hopes to settle down
          For the rest of their lives
          
          How many decades of hiding?
          Twenty-one centuries of hate
          Some things may not have been okay back then
          But it's sure alright today
          Too afraid to call it what it is
          It doesn't take a scholar
          To understand this
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers
          
          Keep it hidden
          Rewrite history
          Leave it wrapped up
          In mystery
          Because no one can figure it out
          (I think they've figured it out)
          
          Stash the proof
          Hide the evidence
          Keep it locked up
          Till it's relevance
          
          Because they can't figure it out
          (They figured it out, they figured it out)
          Because no one can figure it out
          I think they figured it out
          
          And historians will call them
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          
          Close friends, besties
          Roommates, colleagues
          Anything but lovers
          
          History hates lovers
          Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
          Anything but lovers
          History hates lovers

"Bolchevismo Nacional - Mein... Niño vergonzoso... Todavía no sé cómo llego a existir, yo y (((ML))) nos odiamos. ¿Quizás fue un crecimiento de él? Lo que sea, al menos compartimos la mayoría de los puntos de vista que no son económicos"

no sé ni qué pendejada hice,pero sí.
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/305625726