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Apr 2016
spoke on the phone with him while  inhaling carbon monoxide fumes.You can't think about it. You just have to do it. You said you were gonna do it. Roy's body was waiting for her 50 miles apart. the eyes linger yearn fully for a detached audience. I stand above you wishing I could give you it all because you're nothing. struggle with your expression. my concern is to choke you now until you come
JP Mantler
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JP Mantler  Canada
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