Forum SIMSON JAWA ROMET (!!) Strona Główna
->
Kupię
Napisz odpowiedź
Użytkownik
Temat
Treść wiadomości
Emotikony
Więcej Ikon
Kolor:
Domyślny
Ciemnoczerwony
Czerwony
Pomarańćzowy
Brązowy
Żółty
Zielony
Oliwkowy
Błękitny
Niebieski
Ciemnoniebieski
Purpurowy
Fioletowy
Biały
Czarny
Rozmiar:
Minimalny
Mały
Normalny
Duży
Ogromny
Zamknij Tagi
Opcje
HTML:
NIE
BBCode
:
TAK
Uśmieszki:
TAK
Wyłącz BBCode w tym poście
Wyłącz Uśmieszki w tym poście
Kod potwierdzający: *
Wszystkie czasy w strefie EET (Europa)
Skocz do:
Wybierz forum
motorowery
----------------
Simson
Jawa
Romet Ogar
Romet Komar
problemy
----------------
problemy
sklepik
----------------
Kupię
sprzedam
zamienię
wasze
----------------
wasze motorowery
top lista
wasze motocykle
motocykle
----------------
motocykle
Przegląd tematu
Autor
Wiadomość
salesakhus
Wysłany: Czw 13:37, 20 Sty 2011
Temat postu: best newport cigarettes website072
best
newport cigarettes website
072
It was a form of oblivion,
newport reds
,
best newport cigarettes website075
, a return to the womb. She was alone in the dark. There was no furniture in the cramped basement cell, only a thin,
Golden Virginia Tobacco
, worn mattress thrown on the cold cement floor. A noisome hole in the floor served as a toilet. Tracy lay there in the blackness, humming folk songs to herself that her father had taught her long ago. She had no idea how close she was to the edge of insanity.
She was not sure where she was,
marlboro cigarettes online
, but it did not matter. Only the suffering of her brutalized body mattered. I must have fallen down and hurt myself,
newport box 100s
, but Mama will take care of it. She called out in a broken voice,
newport 100s
, "Mama...,
cheap marlboro cigarettes
," and when there was no answer, she fell asleep again.
She slept for forty-eight hours, and the agony finally receded to pain,
marlboro lights
, and the pain gave way to soreness. Tracy opened her eyes. She was surrounded by nothingness. It was so dark that she could not even make out the outline of the cell. Memories came flooding back. They had carried her to the doctor. She could hear his voice: "...a broken rib and a fractured wrist. We'll tape them up.... The cuts and bruises are bad, but they'll heal. She's lost the baby...."
"Oh, my baby,
marlboro cigarettes website
," Tracy whispered. "They've murdered my baby."
And she wept. She wept for the loss of her baby. She wept for herself. She wept for the whole sick world.
fora.pl
- załóż własne forum dyskusyjne za darmo
xeon Template ©
Digital-Delusion
Powered by
phpBB
© 2001, 2002 phpBB Group
Regulamin