Soil man

I learned later.
Analysis of my favorite white rose coffee!
Koiwai coffee and white rose coffee have the duality of sweetness and bitterness. It should be called wisdom to speak mellowly
A must-have item for a Japanese person to go to work. Dazzling whiteness. 140 yen, a safe price. Hope tomorrow, that's all.
The package does not feel lonely due to careful consideration. The private given by God shines. Absolute universe!
I think it was made after repeated failures and rigorous testing. If you think so, I think it is a wonderful drink.
Somehow a nostalgic taste that is always supported. To live strong like unforgettable sadness,

Water in your sleeping ears that you can put in your ears.
Over thinking?
Tears overflow when you drink.
What do you guys think? I can't hear it easily. The problem is, as I've been worried about the good and bad of things so far, I do not end the light, I somehow extend it to the future, a tutorial may be necessary for me to think about something. People sort things out wisely and "make" such things. I wonder if it's a hero who's around me only when I remember.


Pearl, you said.

Silencer than talking,

Instead of telling

I just love you ...

I'm a flabby striped cat, and my friends bit me the earrings.

This is a fascinating one-room kingdom.

Submerged star, Subaru's push up, cracked cup to orange black overflow

You struck Piano with a white key and kissed me

Tears

I don't forget, so I'm always

I was holding the indigo blue persimmon of the song "moon".

The melting cloud, Zaza.

A piece of sand slept soundly.



It is better not to come without P.S.
Every day, I close my eyes at various places and gather in my notebook like this.For that reason, there are some things that you should forget,
I don't know anything about your enlightenment. But it's every day,  so don't get absorbed with a proper feeling（your or my religion）.



Black black black
Black black black

Raw raw raw raw raw raw raw
Rot (fu) rot rot, silver

Gold

Dolce & Gabbana




NASA, a great sadness feather that has never been to the moon

Collect Vivian's accessories

I dyed my hair pink.





Lakes dirty with dazzling light are hardened and smoked

Many pierced,

It ’s like a light blue gem.

It's original life, big or small original

This transparent "face" frame changes daily

Orion's magic

Her hand

her…



Frankly speaking, rot is beautiful.

The purple butterflies and toilet paper are made of ash (high), which is not much different.
It looks like a human bone-like universe design that is eaten by crows.
Clouds float even when decaying. I rejoice in corruption. It's tears and tears, the proof of being alive.

The ugly past life will be forgiven every day. Nutrients are frozen in the meat you bite, without any assertions, and you with pink skin are cute. Nourished from potatoes, potatoes, potatoes, potatoes, red cuts,
Your skin has been given the beauty of conveyor belt sushi and has a pink color like a grave.

The difference between being shaped and allowed and being shaped and the only cone
You know, potatoes, potatoes, potatoes, potatoes. At school
I eat curry rice without potatoes with Yasuko, and think of the love of red potatoes and the green peas-like simba that you gave birth to.


The number of dolphin stuffed animals that I keep throwing away until I find a ring,
Shiitake mushrooms that are exchanged within you
I play and smile without looking back home.
As this white night approaches, Maharaja goes out to the mall to buy enoki mushrooms for the first time.
I wanted to barbecue with people. I asked Shiitake to be divided into the next group.
Whether it's a pig or a cow, we thought it would be fine if we had fried food.
In an unreliable corridor,
I rush to the classroom with a purple butterfly smoking tobacco instead of nectar.
I ignore the teacher who is standing still looking at the butterflies and holding a grudge against the socks. Exchange letter sets with friends.
Yasuko-san has a bus that goes to the planet on the dandelion field today. It was 18:00, she wrote that for me,
Okay, I'll decide what to bring. Write.

We expect a breathing that cannot be done at school, dyeing the cheek somewhere in Andromeda.
Other classmates claw and laugh at a blackboard that is neither shallow nor deep.
"What is a human being?" Is written on the blackboard. Without any doubt, I wrote "reed". I don't know what the subject is but. My classmate with schizophrenia he a sticker on silver paper...