This is what I know. My mother caught me. I met every day. Together. We do not hold me to rave death. It is not uncommon. Because I love my mother so. I like your thinking.
I don't know what it is. I'm addicted to my mother. In spite of the encounters every day together always. Do not hug the day where I would love to die, but they don't find anything, because I love my Mom what do you think I am?
This is what I did not know the place I met my mother in spite of many every day is not a day to hug day I will die, but it was mad because it was not what it was strange I love my mom, you know, you think I am?