Niliskia ati mwanaume ni kujitetea, mwanamke ati kuingia box, kwa wale wanajua, think unisex and that’s a mutual feeling.
Just defined ying yang, deep thought about it.
Ain’t that just make/made sense?
Your half will fit, twists and turns shift between angles, every plan is like a script, tint dark and the similar opposite, like a test, red tight fit, dilemma struck..
Blood colour na giza, chagua kama persona anaona, looks decive, na a text was a first, the rest just followed unvailing a premiere as an every tick, that tocks.
The moment, components of the contestants, pause and visualise, your painting is a picture, your tone is song, your imagination is personal but those who share that bond..
Believe, ain’t nothing powerful as it, think about it, the image wet from the just painted piece in script, advice from one who is lit, this Light..
Irronic it shines for a reason, a comma is a word used in the content, depends on your vision.
So I bend the rule as the blend or rather actually, ain’t it just roots, a cross breed, rangi ni ya ngozi, tone depends on the..
Racist for loving my own, heard our kind can’t be that, inside joke before the stop is full.
Influence of a differece from, from..
The tension builds, neighbours who teach.
Friendship without character is not beneficial, between hosts of a common or not common, mutual or not mutual, beneficial or non beneficial bonds, or is it, views do varry, advice is none but the word, six letters of sense, some answers are just as, one, “like a qusetion of yes or no; the answer.”
Choice is personal, the rest is just influence like sum’n that might alter the angles approched, thinking, this feeling, that sensation, remembering, that awkward split second just seems to count.
It’s just as it has, ‘do you feel the bounce’, returns are best described as..