Des：Its been about two years since I came to this room. At first I didnt stop feeling sick, I didnt even feel my throat, but now I have nothing. I dont want to leave here, I think about it now, Im not sure about the body And the heart is ruled. I dont want to post it now. Ultimately, the only thing that leaks out of my mouth is the sound of Radical Irama and the word regret she was using. Meat urinal for sexual processing, she still holds the cock and leaks her pants.