inima

am zis ca sufar, sufar, sufar..cand ii aud vocea lui, si vocea ei.
si ma simt lonely.. he is evil, seed of evil; simt ca am intrat intr-un joc al lor, si ca D-zeul meu care m-a uitat demult acum rade de mine impreuna cu ei si cu libidinoseniile lor, a, si desigur impreuna cu toti dusmanii, si dusmancele mele, dau petrecere cu totii, sunt foarte fericiti pentru toate relele care mi se intampla, si pentru toate esecurile mele si pentru durerile mele, de inima, de spate, de suflet, apoi de fiecare data cand imi revin, revin si ei cu toate pervesoseniile lor. sa aiba si ei parte de aceleasi lucruri, de scarbosenii si perversitati si rautate si mai ales rasisme; ma doare, recunosc, spre marea lor fericire

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i am sad, again, not because i am sad, but because i am lonely and i am sad. point. i had said that i will miss this place, okay? i do not repeat

les dangers pour la civilisation francaise

some of Les Africains from Descartes residence in Poitiers, France are INSURMOUNTABLY DIRTY..., they are AFRAID of water, the kitchen is also often full of remains of their cookings, with oily sauces on the walls, they also behave dirty, some are agressive others are intrusive, all are hormonally guided and also idiots, but ... all are proud, no wonder that normal people are afraid of the blacks...

je

Je suis triste, va me manquer tous ces gens compliqués, tous ces températures froides, toutes ces coutumes très français, la lumière qui subsistent à 10 la nuit, le chant des oiseaux à 00:30 après minuit, le baiser avec tout le monde peu le français, le français qualité, .. ma petite chambre tout ..except those stupid, idiot, animalic africains, the libidinous negroes, some of them

les Africains qui jene les aime pas

crezi ca e usor sa iti spuna un negru dupa ce abia te-a cunoscut de doua-trei zile "baby, i need your love", sau dupa inca vreo doua zile "i love you, you will be the mother of my children", sau alt negru dupa vreo trei saptamani "i love you, at the end of june i want you to come with me in paris and then to cote d'iovoire, you are a good wife", sau alt negru dupa doua zile "where do you go?" "shopping? i come with you", sau alt negru cand te vede ca speli cratita intr-o bucatarie comuna "i want to wash it for you, let me wash it for you!",
oh, e ca in filme, dar nu este o adevarata placere...
what can i do? is not like i have the cake in front of me but i do not know how to eat it ...
ma cac pe ei, toti sunt niste rahati prosti, nespalati, nefututi, imputiti, animale, hormoni ambulanti, fara pic de demnitate, nu vreau sa mai vad pe niciunul din cei trei negri.