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A fumblin, bumblin' Waste of skin husband No one's going with me, I mean him, As an option *** happened? A premature has been Similar to the *********** situation Uh, So I've heard people sayin' Get the list of con's reigned in A list of pro's has never been Mention every sin in confession But where to begin Actually, here's a better question, Would it even matter in the end? Let's see what happens when I, I mean he, Begins to pretend If faked long enough can it change the trend, Or push it all beyond the mend? Uhhhh, of course, you know, I'm actually askin' for a friend... ©2024
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May 13, 2024
May 13, 2024 at 11:16 AM UTC
~•§•~ What a Waste ~•§•~
A fumblin, bumblin' Waste of skin husband No one's going with me, I mean him, As an option *** happened? A premature has been Similar to the *********** situation Uh, So I've heard people sayin' Get the list of con's reigned in A list of pro's has never been Mention every sin in confession But where to begin Actually, here's a better question, Would it even matter in the end? Let's see what happens when I, I mean he, Begins to pretend If faked long enough can it change the trend, Or push it all beyond the mend? Uhhhh, of course, you know, I'm actually askin' for a friend... ©2024
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May 13, 2024
May 13, 2024 at 11:16 AM UTC
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