Time is keeping us strong. It defies the opposite and challenges the human mind to move forward. I was a great rebel in my past and under the jurisdiction of steel bars. I followed the contract I am considerate of and I loved it but it didn't hold me back, like time.I had to meet my loyal friends and endure scar faces. Spell Marghoni. We were supposed to meet in a holy bar but we found espresso as an interest. Postmodernism was never be the same, it keeps on evolving until we came through anti-fashion, unfinished garments and half-gray look. We were outrageous like no purpose. Even a bipolar who appreciates extremities led us beyond boundaries. Time hoards, our moodboard needs polishing and my passion melts like dark Hershey's but I'm a constant believer.Cut the strings to force puppets play.
My name is Evelyn Sumatra and this, I therefore conclude. F*CK YEAH!!!
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White tank top jacket, Mental; Murse, Lancome; Sandal, Wade; Pants, Pants and Pants
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