“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”
متاسفم ولی اون بمب افکنا واسه نجات تو نیومدن هنوز پایتخت میبینی و از پسرخاله ت بچه داری کی گفته لایق آزادی هستی؟
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