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her tapes wouldn't play but nonetheless i love her of time, when our souls touched at that sinclair gas station blue airhead cheeto socks and while i daydream she pays close observance to me and my taste and blows balloons and tapes green, orange streamers to the ceiling while i, distracted **** on strawberries i am 22 today
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 12:03 AM UTC
22 Today
her tapes wouldn't play but nonetheless i love her of time, when our souls touched at that sinclair gas station blue airhead cheeto socks and while i daydream she pays close observance to me and my taste and blows balloons and tapes green, orange streamers to the ceiling while i, distracted **** on strawberries i am 22 today
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 12:03 AM UTC
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