Ça me fumes tout les gens dans les coms qui ont pas compris le second degré. Bien évidemment que c’est fake. Les siamois serait séparer des la naissance si ils étaient simplement reliées par la saucisse.
I am an old woman Named after my mother My old man is another Child that's grown old If dreams were thunder And lightnin' was desire This old house would've burnt down At a long time ago Make me an angel That flies from Montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That I can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go
I stayed at the slabs during a similar journey of self discovery. If you’re ever there look up Mojo. - she has the only warm water and flushing toilet in all of Slab City and she’s amazing
