przez Ozzik » 27 Lut 2014, 22:10
To nie masa solna, to masa papierowa-wiórki papieru z mocarnym klejem.
There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal.
There is no strength in flesh, only weakness.
There is no constancy in flesh, only decay.
There is no certainty in flesh but death.
Im 'non dormies, quod me componendis nucleo