Oh come on, brah. You, brah, will be missed, brah.
I am quitting
It's amazing in the three years I've seen you around the site and read your posts, your writing has not improved one jot, brah.
That is rather odd for a kid your age, brah.
I translated your song to English. Now please stay:
Favorite song:
Ty does not play in the Barbie and Dandy,
Not clothed Levi's and grads
Some guy named Sandy,
Razgrafitil coat.
You always had bad luck with the train,
You do not know how to deal with fire,
You just barely zachirkaesh match,
How to light up the whole house.
Girls are different,
Black, white, red,
But all the same it would be desirable,
To something zamorochitsya.
You do not read children's books,
And do not go to the tennis court,
You really did not like the kid,
You they do not cut the cake.
You did not go to parties,
In the corner collecting dust your phone,
Did not understand their photos,
And she tore album. Wow!
Girls are different,
Black, white, red,
But all the same it would be desirable,
To something zamorochitsya.
Deceived, obvela, zaputala,
I wanted to gather, wrapped,
Blankets, stars clear,
Blue-white-blue and red.
Girls are different,
Black, white, red,
But all the same it would be desirable,
To something zamorochitsya.
Goodbye and maybe someday will be back- Super_ Admin_Dimaka