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i don't know what's      governing this scent,      or what's the exfoilation      of the scent's origin either, but, baby (that's true americanism),         it's like milk, honey and soap; and a cat lullabied listening to ryan adams' debut album.          that's the scent i'm picking up; i have absolutely no idea regarding what's actually blooming                to be so aromatic...          but it's milk, honey and soap... and if i were to be a guarantee enteral: i wouldn't even care to know...        because... **** me... it's so **** pleasurable;        i'm sniffing into the air, protruding nose and all...       like a dog's nose does up                              a bitch's genitals.
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Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
the scent of spring
i don't know what's      governing this scent,      or what's the exfoilation      of the scent's origin either, but, baby (that's true americanism),         it's like milk, honey and soap; and a cat lullabied listening to ryan adams' debut album.          that's the scent i'm picking up; i have absolutely no idea regarding what's actually blooming                to be so aromatic...          but it's milk, honey and soap... and if i were to be a guarantee enteral: i wouldn't even care to know...        because... **** me... it's so **** pleasurable;        i'm sniffing into the air, protruding nose and all...       like a dog's nose does up                              a bitch's genitals.
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Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
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