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We steal exgirlfriends from the friends of our friends, I love they way they dance after we get profound from a friends new bottle of cheap tasting ***** I love the Dj, he watches me dance with one of his friends shes getting friendlier on the floor, it makes me feel good. I feel to good, only my friends know how good I am rite now. My friends love playing pool we lauph at eachother when A friend digs a few cigaretts out of the round pocket and we go outside to watch motorcycles run red lights, A few of our friends disapear in thick smoky plumes over their windsheilds, sweet odors, we eat onion rings beer battered onion rings. I lauph. I cant stop! my friends create atomic fusion out of ketchup and ranch. Its ironic when we say well always be friends forever. Soon or later my friends and I will loose eachother In the white rooms of smoke. One of us has to be the leader.
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
Friends of our Friends
We steal exgirlfriends from the friends of our friends, I love they way they dance after we get profound from a friends new bottle of cheap tasting ***** I love the Dj, he watches me dance with one of his friends shes getting friendlier on the floor, it makes me feel good. I feel to good, only my friends know how good I am rite now. My friends love playing pool we lauph at eachother when A friend digs a few cigaretts out of the round pocket and we go outside to watch motorcycles run red lights, A few of our friends disapear in thick smoky plumes over their windsheilds, sweet odors, we eat onion rings beer battered onion rings. I lauph. I cant stop! my friends create atomic fusion out of ketchup and ranch. Its ironic when we say well always be friends forever. Soon or later my friends and I will loose eachother In the white rooms of smoke. One of us has to be the leader.
michael-parish
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
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