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Angie Jolie has a look that melts into her perfect ******* as she teases me into a new world of seduction. Her eyes are a map and her lips show me where to land my ship of seductions. I want her seductions and eruptions filled full of love consumptions.

Catching my beer just short of the head I drink in life… I miss the spice, the strife, the things that make me cream I want feelings and meanings filled with streaming beings.

Needing something greasy I feel easy and less enthused across a world of misused and abused people that are trained to enjoy the steeple. Dogma, **** it over and **** your dogma. It’s there for you to be a tool.

I miss the hand-kisses and well-wishes. Love’s seduction filled with reduction to the finest elements spent on sweat and tears of fears and folly. I want your lolly and folly filled with me.

******* crazy, it is me.

Me, **** me. The life I chose is interchangeably symbiotic.

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samuel-bass
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May 23, 2013
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