Because that is what it is, an infernal machine. Has truncated many of my dreams, like my worst enemy. I'm taking off the feet of the ground, do not miss anything so I can fly, I look up y. .. I see a flashing red light accompanied by an alarm that tells me they're going to bomb London and I must get out of bed once. It is a cruel device. Evil. Destructor. Desperate. Ineffective! What kind of pileup satanic torture allows you to defer all you want? Do you rejoice watching your suffering for longer? Know that you feel guilty for clicking in those eight minutes, but he leaves you. As you begin to be aware that the end was near, he feeds on your fear. And in your dreams. That must be the only reason this damn machine hell can have something like this engraved on it: 
And now we know what kind of people are those of And then what happened, Brais?
I forgot to set the alarm (Lies That pileup let me sleep until 8:25! And he knew that the institute began at half past!). Take
torturing since birth. Since I came late to the first class of 3 ยบ ESO. But do not hate him, considered him a friend who lent me selfless help ... Until I met who calls himself the dream machine. Someday I will destroy you!
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