When she smiled, he could see her beautiful white shape pearls. Absolutly nice ununderstandable bitch. Its fuckin puzzle in my mind just are breaking up and hot flames make this shit like an omelette on the griddle. She ask me. All I cant do it is make emanations from my brain. Silhouette remember me shit from film "silent hill"...
I always talk to myself about this shit in the morning. I press review with cup of coffee. Maybe I go wrong.
Electric phantom of bitch like a shadow woke me up this night again. Mystery of box is not story what I want to tell everybody. Maybe she talks on latin. I think I lock this ghost of bitch in prison of my Akai MPC 2000XL. Alchohol is very bad for psychological health.
She left a message and I picked up this shit like an operator...Maybe I must try record this signals on tape...
Idea was really good. I feel better today.