Baby hotline,please close me hold to you. Baby flatine, still time to do it(hahaha)

Baby snack time,chow down to Earth. But in your head she's a hoarder of quarters and no Boundary boredom Boundary boredom!(ooooh) i content that your drinking eyes. I insist somenody will die and i hate coping. Wishing that the pills let you cry, and i hate coping

Someday day i go see her outside and her, ok.