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Докладване на проблем с превода
my body was small, my mind was fragile, but most important my hole was small.
now, after over 10 years i finally decided to come out after my psicholog convinced me this was the right thing to do and contact the authorities. so here its all out, some of you may call me out being a liar, but honestly, this is trully what happened. martin... this guy.. if i can even call him that, does a fantastic well done steak. you see , when i was so little he asked me to pass him the lemons so he can bath the steak in it for extra flavour. so young, i didnt believe him that something so bitter can turn something for the better. so for all of you out there, if you do any kind of steak, please add some lemons, onions and garlic into the marinade with a pinch of and a big mouth as a hole to devour that delicios steak.