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I grew into a woman of mountains and ridges amongst tissue even peach fuzz can’t conceal the daintiest of dimples then spiders ****** me dry and my insides liquefied my ******* were the first to go the second my femininity looking good is being dry
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Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
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I grew into a woman of mountains and ridges amongst tissue even peach fuzz can’t conceal the daintiest of dimples then spiders ****** me dry and my insides liquefied my ******* were the first to go the second my femininity looking good is being dry
liz-paola
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Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
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